I thought I would share my first ghost experience with you all, As it was the beginning of a long line of paranormal experiences in my life, I am 39 years old now, I am not a man known to lie or exaggerate, As I have nothing to prove, I am believed or not up to you.
To start you need the beginning so please bear with me thank you all.
I have always been the odd one in my family when it comes to the men of my line. On my mother\'s side most of the girls have had some sort of advent or sighting of some kind in their lives, but very little of anything to do with this has been stated on my father\'s side of the family.
I am one of those kids everyone would say I don't think he's quite right if you know what I mean. I would talk to what seemed to them as nothing, I had my imaginary friends, as a lot of kids do. Things would happen and when I was asked I have been told, I said it was my imaginary friends not me that did them. My aunts were good to me about it, not so much tolerance from the men in the family though.
I don't remember much about the little things I did or said I seen or heard back then. Until I was about 6-7 years old and we moved into an old place that one of my aunts had bought. She and my cousins lived there for about a year then move out and we moved in. I had stayed there before we moved in as my aunt watched my brother and me when Mum and Dad worked.
My cousin who is 3 years older had said she had seen things to me to, But I was in my own little world as kids of my age were and didn't really understand. After we moved in it became quickly clear why they moved out. We had only been living there for about a month or so I've been told.
I have asked and I've been told the truth as far as I know, the family that owned the house before my aunt had twin teenage boys, one of the boys had been killed riding his motorbike not far from the home. My aunt and others had seen things there, Things were found moved when they got up in the mornings, that\'s why she moved out and let us move in. So my Mum, aunt and the lady across the road decided to have a séance in the house, to see if they could contact whatever or whoever it was there, well from what they say even to this day it worked. The glass they used moved by itself as they held hands asking for a sign. They contacted something, and then promptly bottled it, all of them run out of the house knocking the table and tipping the glass as they went, I didn't know of that until years later.
Now to my story, From the lounge room I could go in the kitchen and through the door to the laundry which was a hall, toilet in the middle my bedroom at the end, there was another door from the lounge to the hall which went left to the sun room then master bedroom or right to the other two rooms my brother and I had one each mine at the end.
It was dark this night but not late or I would have been in bed considering my age. I had to go to the toilet so I went the kitchen way, I opened the door I was alone I got to a few steps from the Toilet looking down the hall as I went my room was a few meters away, There was light from the kitchen behind me. Looking at my room as I walked, the siding door was opened. That's when I seen the figure standing in my bedroom doorway, I froze on the spot I knew that everybody else was in the lounge room and it wave me to come closer. All I can say is I wet myself on the spot (Remembering my age at the time thank you). I stood there looking at him for what felt like A LONG TIME; I remember I almost felt like I wanted to go to him. I remember taking one step forward, and then I heard my Dad cough and it was like time started again. I could still see him but at that moment I was a scared kid again, the only thought in my head was fear and my Dad will protect me, it was like a spell had been broken.
I ran slipping on the lino flooring in kitchen from my wet socks not missing A beat getting up which my Dad, Mum and brother seen. My Dad stood up with that look, about to tell me off for running in the house, but froze himself when he actually looked at me. Before he could say a word I was a blubbering mess, stammering incoherently about something in my room, My Dad looked and found nothing.
It was a week later I had been in Mum and Dads room each night after that until my cousin that had live there stayed over, I was put in my room that night and she stayed in there with me. We were both woken up in the night to my bed shaking wildly and ran out of the room, to my brother\'s room who was 5 years older than me and stayed in there for the night.
The next day my cousin said to me "You should ask it to be friends".
Not knowing any better in my room I had a little black board and I wrote "Do you want to be friends" and put a square with YES and NO on it, I hadn\'t told anyone I had done it, then we all went out for the day. When we got back I went in my room and found a tick in the yes box.
Here's the oddest part the chalk I had left was on the floor but when I went to use just that piece of chalk IT ALWAYS wrote like it was WET but it was dry. Thing still moved around after that but I was left alone sort of.
I hope some of you get something positive out of my experience. I do stress to all! IT IS NOT WISE to offer other worldly entities friendship as it promotes a foot hold in a place and potentially a source of energy to feed from.
I still deal with things to this day, Stay safe to all.