Ian and I have been friends for quite a while, and we're always honest towards each other. He's always told that he is able to see and feel spirits, and some of his family experiences stuff too. At first, I was very skeptical about his experiences, and I still am a bit skeptical. He's shown me stuff around his house that supposedly proves that there is a spirit in the house. For example, Ian told me that his Uncle Don, who passed away a while ago, had visited him many times. On Ian's dishwasher, you can see in very faint writing, "Don". Ian told me that it had not been there before, and I believe him. Although, I'm still not convinced.
One day, I went over to Ian's house, and we managed to get into a conversation about spirits. He told me that his mom used to see her grandmother every night, standing right next to her bed, and she would see her in her dreams too. One day, I guess his mom got freaked out, told her to stop, and to go away. She did. Ian also told me that the one night his mom woke up around 3 in the morning, and she heard laughing, coming from inside her bedroom. I kept thinking to my self that it could have been her mind playing tricks on her, or it could have been something else. I wasn't sure what to think of all of that. I know Ian wouldn't lie to me about something like that. I know he is telling the truth, but at the same time I was still skeptical about it. I wanted to experience this for myself. Then I finally said to Ian, "Hey, we should go up into your mom's room, see if we could find anything." He asked me, "Are you sure?", like I would regret doing it. I insisted on doing it. I wanted to believe in spirits. Then he said, "Sure, let's go!" Ian doesn't have a problem with these kind of experiences because he deals with them all the time, so he doesn't really think much of it.
Then we started walking upstairs into his mother's room. I wasn't feeling anything, yet. I wasn't nervous about it. I was actually kind of excited. Right as we walked into his mom's room, it got cold. It was winter at the time this was all happening, and her room is right next to the patio, so I figured that could have been why it was cold. Then we just stood there at the edge of her bed. I tried to contact any spirits that were in the room. I said, "If there is anybody in this room with us, please give us a sign. We mean no harm. We just want to see if there is anybody with us in this room at this very moment." I even put out my hand, and asked any spirits to touch it. It was still cold. At that moment, the atmosphere in the room, it got really weird. I got this feeling that there was someone else in the room with us. This is hard to explain, and I'm going to try to explain this feeling the best I can. I felt nervous, but I was trying not to feel that way. Just being in that room was very uncomfortable for me. Ian will always tell me if he feels something. Ian said he started to get uncomfortable too, and insisted on going back downstairs. I could tell he wasn't joking. I told him to wait a little longer. Maybe about a minute later, which felt a lot longer than that, Ian's cat (Gizmo) darted up the stairs. Gizmo stopped dead in his tracks in front of the room we were in, and just stared at us. His ears were folded back, his eyes were widened, and he had this frightened look on his face. Right then, Ian and I both knew that we had to leave the room. We quickly walked back downstairs. Then the feeling went away, but I was still a bit freaked out by the whole thing.
About a half hour later, two of our other friends (Todd & Andy) came over. We told them everything that happened. Andy has even experienced these kind of things before, even in Ian's house too! Andy said he saw a man in Ian's basement before. I'm not sure if Todd has ever experienced anything though. Anyway, all of us decided to go up into his mom's room, again. This time I was actually nervous. Then as we walked into his mom's room, it wasn't as cold. We all stood there, and nothing happened. Everything felt normal. It wasn't cold. I didn't get uncomfortable or anything. I was thinking to myself, what the heck! Then we all went back downstairs and continued on with our day.
I wanted to share this experience out on this site to get other opinions. I've also had other minor experiences at Ian's house, but none of them compared to this one I just shared. Please tell me what you all think of this. Could there have been some spiritual entity in that room? I would greatly appreciate some feedback, and thanks for reading.