During college, I spent some time living at my grandparents' house. While not being the cleanest place, it was free and I was helping my grandparents out. My grandparents' house is next door to the house I grew up in; where I had had many ghost experiences I would rather forget.
I had been living in their house for two or three months and was just getting settled, so I decided I would do some meditation before I went to bed just to calm down. While meditating, I kept getting the message that I should stop, but I didn't see why. I kept going- big mistake. If you ever get the feeling that you are going too far in meditating and you should stop, please do!
I ended my meditation and prepared to go to bed. I was feeling a little sick, but I figured I spent too much energy and that is what the "stop" message had meant.
No more than five minutes after I lay down, I saw her. The little girl I hadn't seen in two years of being away from the house I grew up in. "We found you", she said to me. I nearly jumped out of the covers. "We...?" This could not be good. This night was going to be the absolute worst night of my life as far as the paranormal goes.
I was looking at this little girl, not really making out much about her but her size and face, getting her message "We found you" pulsing through my blood.
A man and a little person I had also seen in my youth were next. All of them saying the same; not in words, but sending a feeling of creepy happiness, "We found you". I was petrified and I didn't know what to do. I thought about waking my grandparents, but my grandmother is schizophrenic and I wouldn't be able to explain it to my grandfather.
My room by this time felt full with spirits trying to contact me all feeling like they found me. I get the creeps thinking about the feeling I had, as if all my room was full of pressure but for my half of the bed. I didn't know what to do in the slightest, so I called my best friend and told him he had to come over at that moment. I knew he would understand because he had also had some experiences with ghosts when he was very young.
I worked up the courage to turn the light on and unlock the front door, but the feeling persisted. My friend was over very quickly and came to sit on the bed with me. He suggested I try again to go to sleep. When he turned out the light, they were still all there, but no longer "speaking" to me. He also felt the pressure of the room being full. We tried to ignore it and get to sleep. They didn't like that.
There was a tapping on the window, then on the bed post. My friend asked me to please stop tapping my fingernail on the bed. I wasn't. It just kept tapping. We didn't say a word about it after that.
Then we heard noises from outside. He described it as a small plane flying close by. I thought it sounded more like a subway train going by. That continued periodically as well for the duration of the night.
It was very late before we fell into an exhausted sleep. In the morning it was all gone. I moved out of my grandparents shortly after and I have not spent the night in that house since. It was the worst, most intense night I have had in all of my experiences.