So, since I was five years old, I've been able to see the paranormal. Up until I was five, however, I was never able to do that.
It all happened when I was walking home from the park with my older brother, Jacob Thomas. We were about a block from our house when a man staggers out from the alleyway a few houses down. My brother and I thought he was drunk because, well, as he came out of the alley, he fell flat on his face and groaned when he fell. My brother told me to stay back as he cautiously approached the man to help him up. Turns out the man wasn't drunk, but a gang member. He pulled a gun out and pointed it at me.
To make this story short, my brother put himself in front of me just as the gun went off. My brother died on September 2, 2001. Nothing really happened that truly scared me. I mean, that's when I started seeing the paranormal, but nothing that frightened me.
Well, then my step-dad came into the picture and I started seeing another ghost, his dead fraternal twin brother. Then my Aunt died of stomach cancer in 2006, so that added her to the ghosts I've seen. Lastly, the last family member that was added to me seeing them after they died was my Uncle who committed suicide in 2012, when I was 15 years old. That's when every single paranormal sounds and sightings started.
It was the night of my Uncle's funeral. My family had already gone to his funeral, so it was me, my mom, my step-dad, my cousin Zach, and my Aunt Tammy at my house that night. Zach and I were inside watching television. I was reading my family tree book and Zach was on Facebook on his phone. My parents and his mother were outside smoking.
The television show Ghost Adventures was on, but neither of us were paying attention. All of a sudden both of us hear, upstairs in the hallway, footsteps and the bathroom doorknob jiggling. I looked at my cousin and he looked at me. I asked him, "Did you hear that?" He replied with, "The footsteps and the doorknob?" I replied with, "Yes..." He nodded his head in agreement. We looked at each other for three seconds, then together we jumped up and raced out of my house. My mom asked us what was going on and why we both looked so pale and we told her.
My mother didn't believe us, but she noticed I had the family tree book in my hand. She told me to go back in the house and put it away, which I proceeded to do. As I was walking back out of the house, I was reaching for the back door handle and, from the basement, I heard a deep growl. I froze and turned my head to look down into the basement and I saw a pair of glowing red eyes. I do have two cats, but they were both asleep at the time upstairs, because I went and checked on them.
Right now, I'm in college living in the dorms on campus. My roommate, also one of my best friends, woke up in the middle of the night last night to see a tall, male figure, shadow standing over my bed. My last roommate had to move out of the room because something kept attacking her during the night. She has literally woken up with scratches up and down her legs, arms, and back.
I'm not sure what it was that attacked her, but my new roommate and best friend told me that she thought that the male figure that was standing protectively over me last night was my brother, because she says she saw the figure stroking my hair as if to soothe me in my sleep. The only male in my family that has ever done that for me or to me when I was sleeping was my older brother, and that was only because I would have nightmares every night.
I don't know what to think of all this, because, frankly, all this paranormal stuff is starting to freak me out. A few weeks ago, I was watching Paranormal Activity with some of my friends in our dorm wing lounge. We were on the 5th movie and about halfway through it, I suddenly started feeling sick. Like my head started to hurt and, no matter which way I lay, my stomach was churning. I went to one of my best friends, who is also Wiccan and an actual Medium, and told her what was going on. She started to chant something, put her hand on my stomach and head, and started to retract her hands away from my body, as if to draw out whatever was inside of me that was making me sick. After she was done doing that, a second later, my stomach stopped churning and my head stopped hurting.
There is something evil in my wing and it tried to possess me. I don't know what it was, but it frightened me. I'm also a Psychic-Medium, so it's harder for me to get possessed than it is for Mediums. At least I had some type of warning. I need help with what I should do with the evil thing that's been following me since I heard the deep growl in my home almost four years ago.