Well, this post is one of a few that I am willing to share (as it says in my bio). It's not too long, though. These were two similar incidents, so I'm going to put them into one short story.
This wasn't my first experience, but one of the most memorable ones because I was older and I don't think my imagination was as over active as it was when I was little and thinking I was seeing random movements in the old houses I used to live in. Anyways, it was fall and school had just started. We were about a month or two into the school year at this time and I was standing out by the bus stop.
Let me set the tone for you a little bit here. I'm from southern Georgia, born and raised in a very small town called Naylor. I had moved right across the state line into Jennings, Florida about two or three years prior. We were still the "new family" and were still getting used to the neighbors and everything. I lived in a small subdivision of dirt roads and randomly placed houses. We only had two neighboring houses that were in eye's view. One was directly across the road facing our house along the main road, in which no one lived because they were still clearing off that land and hadn't dug their well yet to get proper plumbing. And then there was the house next to that on the left (if you're looking from my house) where my friend, Zane, lived.
So there I was. I was about 5:45 in the morning and I was the early one to the bus stop, patiently waiting for the bus for school. It was a little bit chilly outside considering it was autumn and all. I looked at my watch and it was around 5:50 or so. I heard a door shut and turned around see my boy, Zane, about 200-250 yards away, heading over my way. As I turned in that direction facing the empty lot across the street awaiting my boy, I felt a slight breeze blow past me and heard my name called in a very soft voice (maybe a female's voice?), "Chrissssssss." At that moment, I tried to follow the leaves blowing in the breeze. Now, normally you see the leaves just roll all the way through the yard 'cause a gust or breeze doesn't just stop, right? They blow just past my body and fall to the ground about 15 feet in front of me.
Being freaked out by what had just happened, I turned around really quick to see if it could have been my sister playing tricks on me. I mean, she's only a year younger than I am and we play games on each other all the time and still do to this day.
So when I turned around, she was just leaving the house, too. So I was just kind of frozen and I just stood there in some type of shocked state until my sibling and friend got there. I never shared this with anyone until now.
The second account was a little weirder because I was completely alone. It happened a little less than a year after the other incident.
It was now summer and I was on my way home from my best friend Jimmy's house after having an afternoon full of backyard football and us literally beating the hell out of one another ('cause we actually played tackle football with no pads or anything). So, I was on my way home, it was almost dark, and the sun had already gone down. Jimmy lives about a mile from me and he was the closest neighbor that was south from my house. So, there I was again walking down a heavily brushed dirt road and I heard it again, "Chrissssss". It was the soft female voice. By now I'm walking a little faster looking around for a person or being of some sort. Then, I heard it once more and I began sprinting all the way until I made it home.
I never really told anyone expect for my ex girlfriend and she sees things. I have a few stories with her to share with you which will come later. Any comments or advice is welcome. Don't be too harsh on critiquing this as this is the first time I've actually written these experiences down.
Thank you for your time,