Firstly, I'm into supernatural or paranormal things but there's a story behind that. Before I was never a fan of these things, I was like most people, the ones who used to ignore these things and pretend as if they never existed. I also forgot to mention that I'm new to this site. Here's my story...
When I was a little girl, at the age of 12, in Guyana there was a time in every the years when ghost would show themselves and roam the lands of the county to many Guyanese it was known as "Peter pack", at the exact time of 5:00 pm everyone in my family would normally be inside their homes in fear of seeing anything. My grandma would always make sure all of us are in the house, I was curious about this season because I didn't believe in these things, I was always the stubborn one.
One day when she was counting and making sure all of us were present I got away to play under a huge stir-apple tree in our backyard. I suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if something was there with me, something I couldn't see but I could've only felt. I heard a scraping noise as if someone was marking something somewhere, I turned around and saw some scratches on a tree. I got scared and was about to run when I heard a weird noise as if someone was hanging above me, I looked up in fear with tears settled in my eyes and for the first time in my life it was a ghost. It wasn't just any ghost, I saw her every time around this season in my dreams. It was a young girl about my age. She had on a blue blouse with short black hair, her face was disfigured, it was burned. I would only see her eyes but they were closed.
I ran to my granny and cried for help. She was worried because she knew I was missing, I told her my experience and she looked at my father. I demanded to know who that girl was and I got my answer. My granny told me that before we had bought the place it used to be a "go- go dancing club" and that girl I saw was the owner's daughter whom was killed in a fire buy one of the customers because he tried to rape her and she managed to escaped it so he burned her then hanged her under that tree.
Then that following night I saw her in my dreams, she told me that she wasn't going to hurt me but she was only trying to tell me her history. I still see her now and then but this time without fear.