I have read many stories on this site over the past few days since finding it and have decided to share one of my personal stories about an encounter that I had when I was a little boy. I cannot remember exactly what age I was but I must have been 7 or 8, and to my knowledge this is the first encounter that I ever had of this kind.
I will attempt (probably poorly and apologize in advance) to describe the layout of the home that we lived in. When you came in the front door there was a straight hallway in front of you that led to the kitchen. Immediately to the left of the front door there was a small living room area, and immediately to the right there were stairs going down into a large family room, a laundry room and a bathroom. There are more stairs going down that led to one large bedroom which was my brother's, who is 10 years older than I, and one smaller room which was my sister's, who is 6 years older than I. These two rooms will be important if I decide to share more experiences I personally have had or some that my siblings have shared with me.
Anyway back to describing the home. As you come through the front door, just past the stairs going down, there is a flight of stairs going up which are also to the right. Straight ahead, as you are looking up the staircase, is my room and you can see the door to my room from the main level. My parents had a room to the left of mine as you are looking up and then there was a bathroom also to the left and another small room to the right before mine which was used as a library.
Now to the story. I was sleeping in my bed and ever since I can remember I have had night terrors and horrific dreams that I oftentimes woke up screaming or was so loud that someone would come and wake me up. Well, I was having one of those dreams. I do not remember exactly what it was about, but I do know I was having a nightmare. Luckily I was able to wake myself up and when I awoke my room seemed surprisingly well lit. I looked over at my alarm clock and it was just after 3 am and should have been near pitch black in my room. The light was an off blue color. I can't exactly describe it but I was still scared after having the dream and I decided I was going to go wake up my mom and ask her if I could sleep in her bed or if she could come and tuck me back in. I was a pretty big momma's boy.
When I opened my door I took half a step out and looked up and there was a woman standing at the bottom of the stairs with her back toward me. She was inspecting a painting that we had on the wall. She was very short, probably around 5 feet tall and was as round as a ball. Her clothes appeared to be rags and she had a rag on her hair. She also had a blueish hint, the best way I can describe the glow she had was she looked like what I assume an angel would look like but she was transparent and I could see the painting on the wall that she was inspecting through her. I was frightened beyond belief. I just stood there mortified, literally shaking and I was to afraid to move. I wanted so badly to call out for my mother but I couldn't. I then thought about hurrying into my parents' room but I couldn't move. I was frozen in fear. Standing there for what seemed like minutes but was most likely only seconds, the woman began to turn around slowly and I became even more terrified that she would see me. I had a strange feeling that if she saw me she would come up the stairs and get me.
Suddenly, just as our eyes were about to meet, there was something that felt like an arm gently wrap around my lower torso and pulled me inside my room and as I was being gently pulled into my room I quietly shut my bedroom door. I was awestruck as I slowly crawled back into my bed and I noticed that my room was nearly as light as if I had turned the lights on but it still had a blueish hint to it. Over the next few minutes the light faded and I felt almost peaceful even in the darkness as I drifted back to sleep.
I often think back to this event that happened to me and have nearly told everyone in my family about it. My brother and sister, who have also had some odd experiences, believe that what I saw was real. My parents, however, are extremely against anything paranormal and discard it as a dream. When I have talked to them about it or other occurrences in my life, they end up getting mad and so I have learned not to share these types of things with them.
To this day I do not know who the lady was or what type of spirit she may have been or what it was that I felt guide me into my room that night. I also do not know why I was so terrified but personally believe there was something evil there.
I hope those of you who know more than I do about this subject or really anyone who like to comment would please do so. If you have any ideas as to what it may have been or just want to comment about the story or similar experiences you have had I would appreciate it.
Thank you for reading.