I've been lurking around the site for a few years now, but I only recently got an email address, so this'll be my first post on the site. My experiences with the paranormal are rather limited and all took place during my childhood. I decided it would be best to sum up all my experiences here, rather than writing three very short posts. First, I shall talk about the experience I remember best.
A bit of context first: my parents were divorced when I was about a year old, and I'd stay with my dad on the weekends. I slept with my bedroom door open, and with a nightlight on. I was about seven or eight, and my dad used to have a black cat named Claudius. Claudius was a very sweet old gentleman, and whenever I went to bed, Claudius would snuggle up with me to keep me company. Unfortunately, Claudius passed away at the age of thirteen, and I was incredibly upset by this.
The first night I slept over at dad's after Claudius' passing, I saw a misty black shape (much like the shadow of a cat) coming through my open door. I was confused and a little scared at first. Then, the shadow jumped up onto my bed, snuggled up to me, and began to purr. That's when I realised that it was Claudius (he had a very distinctive deep purr). When I woke up in the morning, Claudius had gone, and I never saw him again.
My second experience was when I was in the second-to-last year of primary school, and it was my strangest experience. The rest of the class had gone to a swimming lesson (I stayed in school because my teacher understood that the swimming tutor would constantly bully me, and I didn't really need much supervision), and I was sat at my computer writing. All of a sudden, I saw a very odd shape reflected in my monitor. It was a black, dart-shaped shadow that pulsated and morphed slightly as it flew across the room. I have no idea to this day if it was a hallucination, a very distorted reflection, or some kind of manifestation.
My third and final experience was a decidedly negative one. A relative of mine used to live in a three story house that was also a post office. There were four bedrooms and two bathrooms on the top floor, the post office and a living room were on the middle floor, and the kitchen and dining room were on the bottom floor. No matter where you were in the house, there was an incredibly unpleasant feeling. It was a mixture of being watched by something predatory, being very vulnerable, and being unwelcome.
One night I had to sleep over at this house. I got the spare fourth bedroom, which was small and mostly unfurnished. In the middle of the night I needed to use the bathroom. I decided to use the one further from my room, as the closer one was very small (I suffer from claustrophobia). On the way back from the further bathroom, I had to pass the small bathroom and something in there growled at me. I ran back to my room in a panic, threw the duvet over my head, and prayed until the sun rose in the morning (I used to be Christian, nowadays I am a LaVeyan Satanist). It wasn't an animal of any sort, and it didn't sound like pipes. I hate jumping to conclusions, but the sound of the growl, combined with the house's atmosphere, leads me to believe it was a demon.
And there we have it. My three paranormal experiences. I look forwards to hearing everyone's opinions on my experiences. I hope everyone has a good day. Thank you for reading.