This particular experience I would like to share is actually a very recent and current experience. It was roughly 2 months ago when the whole "Charlie Charlie" phenomenon was circulating throughout the internet (which with all my beliefs and experiences, I thought was all bogus, just something fabricated to cause a social stir). I was at my friends house and with him being a part-believer, suggested on several occasions throughout the evening that we should try the "Charlie Charlie Challenge". Eventually I agreed to partake in this challenge. With absolutely no surprise to myself the challenge was a total fail, we caught nothing at all.
However I kept seeing these books on a bookshelf, 3 in total, it looked like they were bound in black leather, with a leather strap around them. I eventually took a look at them, one of them was just a plain black leather bound book, one of them has a pentagram on the spine. The 3rd had what looked like a rams skull with a woolly fleece imprinted into the leather, with a quartz pendulum attached to the spine. I asked my friend what they were as they looked like they belonged to a satanist. He told me they belonged to his late grandmother who claimed to be a clairvoyant and did spiritual readings, but gave it up because she turned out to be a fraud.
It turned out that they were all just note books with very detailed hand written spells, incantations, lists of ingredients for spells ect, all written by my friends grandmother. There was one summoning spell quite early on in one of the books which would supposedly summon the spirit of someone very significant in your life, however wouldn't work without the required ingredients (which I obviously didn't have). I read it out loud, it consisted of a mix of English and Latin (I think), and to be honest it seemed a little made up. After a while we put the books back and didn't think anymore of it.
I think it was about 2 days later, I was in bed, it was roughly 2am and for some reason I woke up with the feeling someone was standing very close to my bed (bearing in mind I have lived in my flat for 3 years and have never experienced anything there). Due to tight sleeping arrangements my brothers have a chest of drawers in my room so it is very common for them to come in to get clothes so I just assumed it was one of them.
A couple of minutes passed and it still felt like someone was still stood very close to my bed so I glanced over and no-one was stood there, the one thing I did noticed was how brightly the moon was shining and because I had my curtains drawn my room was quite well lit. When I properly turned over I saw in the television set (I had a very old television set in my room which when turned off, gives off a pretty good reflection all considered) a woman all in white with long blonde hair walking away from me towards the other end of my room. I have seen many things in the past so this didn't exactly startle me, and I felt remarkably comfortable, so after a while to reflect on what I just saw, I felt no cause to be concerned so went back to sleep.
Literally everyday after this encounter I kept seeing this woman but only out of the corner of my eye, but it didn't matter where I was so she obviously was attached to me somehow. If I was at work, at friends, at the shop, you name it, everywhere. Even sat next to me in the work van once. This would happen 2-3 times a day but like I said I would only ever see her out of the corner of my eye, never front on.
Roughly a month ago I was babysitting my 3 year niece, after a few hours she announced she was going to "use potty". She was up stairs for what seemed an excessive amount of time so when I went to the bottom of the stairs to call to her, I could hear her talking to someone. As any 3 year old child she had a very active imagination and would often talk to her teddys and dolls. I called asking if she was okay and asked who she was talking to, she responds with, "I'm talking to this lady."
I went upstairs to find her sat in the middle of her room all by herself. I asked her where the lady is and she told me she didn't know. I picked her up and proceeded to take her back downstairs and when we got to the top of the staircase she shrieks, "The lady's downstairs". I asked her what the lady looked like and she said that her name is Bonnie, she wears a white dress and has ghostly hair. I asked her what colour the Bonnie's hair was but all she said was, "Its just ghostly hair". She told me that it was the first time she has seen this lady. It occurred to me that my niece had also seen the same lady I have been seeing.
Roughly 2 weeks ago I was a customer's house with work, she went to another room to get her cheque book. While she was gone I saw I woman walk down the stairs and stopped when she got to the bottom. She was wearing a Victorian style night gown, white slippers, long blonde hair, I'd say mid 40s but she was very pretty. After a few seconds she walked into the same room as my customer, a short while later my customer came out with her cheque book. After getting into conversation with her, she told me that she lives alone. I asked her who the woman was who came downstairs, but she assured me that she was home alone. It then occurred again that it was the woman I had been seeing but this time, for the first time, I properly saw her front on.
Oddly enough a few days ago I had a rather eccentric customer who told me that I was a very spiritual person and that I am connected spiritually with someone. Ordinarily I'd say she was a little strange but considering what I've experienced I found this quite compelling.
I still see her everywhere, even this evening I write this, I was preparing our evening meal, I looked at the window, (when it's dark outside and all the lights are on inside the window makes a very good reflection) I saw the woman again, she was walking past the kitchen doorway so when I looked over all I saw was the back end of her night gown and a bit of her hair as she passed.
My only question is who this woman is, she seems vaguely familiar but I'm sure I don't know her. I'm hopeful that whatever I read in that book doesn't have a detrimental effect on me.