I and my older sister had strange occurrence when I was 6 and sister 10. We lived in Portland Oregon. We slept on an army cot together in the dining room of a small house, our brother slept on the couch. I'm now 62 and sister 66.
One night we had gotten up to use the bathroom. We both were seeing a big tall something at the front door. I seen a tall black figure at the door my sister said she seen Jesus. Both figures were a bit taller and filled the doorframe. We were huddled so tight together as we walked and where my brother was sleeping, all we seen was a black panther green eyes staring at us. My sister said she could see our stepfather talking to whatever was at the door but I didn't see that.
We had to go through mom's room to use the bathroom and there was another bigger black panther on our mom's bed. We did not even see our mom. It wasn't aggressive but its green eyes stared right through us. We kept our eyes on it and proceeded to the bathroom. While we were going through this, the house was like walking through a haze.
Neither one of us recall going back to bed. This has haunted us all of our life. The next morning in back of the house was an OIL tank and it was on the other side of our room. We noticed the next day the tank had handprint smeared in blood. Were we being protected? Did it have anything to do with the panthers?
My sister and I had no more occurrence ever again. I have, as my sister, gone through a lot of troubled times. We all do in life. We have wonder what it all meant.