I used to think ghosts were scary to me, ever since I was a little kid. Sometimes I still get a little frightened because of them. Actually being in close contact with the paranormal was something I'd never expect to happen to me. But it's an interesting experience, and it's moments like these that make my life seem more fascinating.
I would like to share my very first paranormal experience with all of you. It involves me and a friend of mine in our younger years, though she wasn't around for the intriguing part. It was in 2006 for us; I was 11 years old in 8th grade, and my friend was 9 in 7th. This happened in a small town in Texas, at a house that I've been living in ever since 2001. Kyle, is the name of the city that this event takes place in, and it's also the place that I still reside in. I want to inform you all, for whatever reason, that I received consent from her that it is alright for me to post the stories that involve her, as long as I use a nickname instead of her real name. This particular friend will be nicknamed, Chocolate. Also, this is the first story that I am posting to this site, so I hope you will enjoy reading it; even if it's just a bit.
Chocolate was staying over at my house one night. Around midnight, Chocolate and I decided to go outside to my backyard and jump on my trampoline. It was a pretty silent night, although you could hear the noises the trampoline makes as you're jumping on it. So while we're jumping on the trampoline and having fun, we hear what sounds like someone trying to open the gate to my backyard from the front yard. It was kind of loud. The noise wasn't made by us, because we could distinguish the difference of the noises the trampoline makes to a noise that is somewhat further away.
After hearing the sound coming from the gate, we ran inside and took a few deep breaths. I was able to summon up the courage to walk outside and check it out, while Chocolate waited inside. When I stepped out to the front yard, I turned to my left because that is where the gate is. I was slowly creeping to the side of the house, and I peeked my head over. Then, what I saw left an unforgettable image in my mind, though it wasn't as dramatic as I may make it sound. What I had seen was a white mist in the form of a man; slightly taller than me, facing the gate, and sort of looking down. I know it wasn't a robber or anything, because this figure was also sort of glowing; not too much though.
I was frightened, so I ran back inside after seeing what I had just saw, and I tried to explain to Chocolate what my eyes had captured. Chocolate somewhat believed me, but she wished she could have witnessed it for herself.
Perhaps this event would have been more dramatic if Chocolate did follow me to catch sight of this white mist. I, for one, honestly did not know what to expect when I was going to find out what was at my gate. It being some sort of paranormal entity didn't even come to mind, and I really thought it was a human being. After seeing this form with my own eyes, I believed it to be a ghost. It was midnight and dark; but if it was a person, he wouldn't be glowing, and he certainly wouldn't appear to be a white mist.