The first paranormal experience I ever had was at 8 years of age. I had been really close to an elderly, male neighbor who was dying of lung cancer. We would always walk around the neighborhood together, but I didn't know he was sick. I was too young to truly understand what was going on and my parent weren't very helpful.
I came home from school one day and saw a hearse in my neighbor's driveway. I didn't know exactly what that was at the time, but I knew it meant bad news. I ran from my house to his and was told by his wife that her husband had passed away. I was devastated! My parents took me to the calling, which was really hard at 8 years old (not that it gets much easier with age). I remember he was wearing all white and looked like he was sleeping. His wife, to whom I became close to, too, hugged me and comforted me. She told me he was in Heaven and was not suffering anymore.
I'm not sure how much time had passed since the calling, but I don't think it was more than a month, when my older cousin decided to sleep over. Instead of sleeping in my bedroom, we slept in the lower level of my house (den) along with my two older brothers. Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up and looked over at the couch that was nearby. I saw my neighbor sitting there watching me! He was all white and transparent. He just sat there with his legs crossed like it was no big deal. I was scared for whatever reason and hid my head under my blankets. When I looked back, he was gone. I never saw him again after that. I'm sure he was just letting me know that he was okay. I know it's possible I was dreaming, but I don't really think so. Thanks for reading!