Two years ago I was living with my friend and his family. I was told by my friend's family that it was haunted. When I was told this I kind of just shrugged it off. Not saying I don't believe in ghosts or any of the paranormal stuff, but I shrugged it off to get my mind cleared that night so I could sleep.
It was just a normal night... Until I was woken up by something I had no idea I was going to see. It was probably about 5:30am when I was at a stare down with this, what seemed to be an old man with a blue aura around him. He was dressed up in a funeral type suit and kneeling beside my friend. At this time I noticed my friend was twitching in his sleep, as if he was having a nightmare. I knew for sure I was not dreaming. I was wide awake.
This old man was staring at me like, "You can see me" type of look. He placed his hand on my friend's shoulder and then looked up at me and gently smiled. I looked at him, then my friend, but when I looked back up he was gone. So immediately I woke my friend up after finally being able to move. I told him about it and what I really believe it could have been was his uncle or grandfather trying to give my friend a message by saying, "Everything's going to be okay."
Today I'm still wondering... Why me? Why did I have to see this old man. I mean there was a whole family living with me who were asleep too but they weren't woken up? What are the odds of this old man I saw coming to me the way he did? It still stays on my mind for long time. I am basically just left shocked and realizing there is more than what we can't see and understand but maybe someday, long away, we will see and know. Just depend on how we open ourselves up to it and believing in it.