I'm about to tell you all something that happened which I believe to be my very first ghost experience. It happened about 2 weeks after I started 3rd grade and will always be a part of my memory...
The day had started out abnormal in itself. I had been feeling strangely suffocated, as if I was in a huge crowd, even though my house was never stuffy, and neither was the school since it was newly built. Not only did I feel suffocated, but my mind had felt empty in itself... As if some veil had been uncovered from within, but nothing special seemed to happen the night before.
It was only until after school that I had noticed strange things. A dog I could only see through my right eye, glimpses of people never seen before from the corner of my eye. Everything seemed like there was a new world now. The only thing that I felt mainly odd about was that I could only catch these glimpses through my right eye. Even when I turned around from feeling a presence I wouldn't notice exactly what it was until I saw it from the right side.
About an hour before dinner, me and my little brother, Spencer, were having a drawing contest in the dining room while our parents watched TV in the living room. We had a dog named Toya and a cat named Shadow. While me and Spencer were drawing monsters, we both heard scurrying paws and clacking nails on the floor in the direction of the kitchen, but when we looked over, there was nothing there.
We searched around for Shadow to see if it was her, even shouted for our parents to help, but the second we shouted, one of the dining room tables moved a few feet. Now, our dog was outside playing with the quail in the backyard, and our parents had just yelled back saying Shadow was on our dad's lap, so me and spencer panicked and ran over to our parents, saying something was in the kitchen.
Our mom came with us back and searched for whatever it was, but didn't find anything. Except me... Who had been catching glimpses of something dark in the corner of my eye every so often in the corner of areas. Normally I'd think they were just shadows, but they seemed denser, and more mobile than a shadow would be in mid-afternoon. After a bit of searching, we gave up and headed to the living room to watch TV while dad cooked.
Later that night after dinner, Shadow had been sleeping in my lap as I watched some cartoons. Every once in a while, there were sounds of purring and mewing that I heard coming from nearby, but not from my cat. Soon after the purrs and mews, they slowly turned to hisses and yowls coming from behind me. The only thing that kept me from jumping off the chair and running to dad was the fact that everyone in the house was with me, but they never heard a thing. My brother had been asleep on the couch as well.
Finally, heading to bed, me and spencer started talking about what the chair could've been. Joking that it was one of our drawings coming to life and jumping back into the paper. But when I told him about the hissing and yowling, spencer seemed almost too scared to turn off the lights in the room to sleep. At last, we were forced into bed and our dad shut the light off.
I was unable to sleep though... Not because of the previous encounter, but because I was thinking about how cramped it seemed. As if I was supposed to make room for someone, I scooted towards the wall side of my bed.
After hours, I had finally gotten to the point where I was dozing off. But one thing stopped me from falling asleep... It was purring. Even though I knew it was Shadow under spencer's bed, I felt uneasy about the purring. It was louder than usual. Suddenly, my heart jumped at the sound of gargling and snarling. A sound that seemed as if my cat had been choked and force-fed something at the same time. I jolted up to see what was wrong with Shadow, but immediately regretted it as I stared at my black cat's glaring, green eyes and her bared fangs as she hissed and snarled at me. She was still at the foot of my brother's bed though, which was the opposite side of the room. But all I could do was stare...
Suddenly, the cat leapt at my bed and bore her claws, and my reaction was to grab my pillow and cover myself with it. All I knew to do was scream and yell as my cat slashed and tore at the pillow, trying to get through it to me. Even though I was being attacked, I was unable to strike back and defend myself... For it was my dearest friend in the world.
After a few minutes of yelling, I heard footsteps coming to the door. My dad burst in and turned on the lights. The second the lights turned on, everything stopped. My cat suddenly collapsed and I noticed spencer sitting up in horror staring at the now limp cat. I had never been so scared, and apparently, our cat had never done anything even remotely close to showing any signs of anger in the past. At least that's what I'm told.
I still have a scar from where her claws dug into my arm from a lucky strike. The reason I say this is a ghost experience, is because I believe my cat was possessed. The moment the lights turned on, I had caught a peculiar sight of what seemed like dark mist seeping out of Shadow's fur. It seemed more than the imagination though. The mist seemed to hover over her body before fading into the light which had been on for at least 45 seconds throughout the scene.