I felt it was about time to share some of my experiences. I have had a lot of different experiences throughout my life, but I would like to start at the beginning, at least for me. I found out a couple of years ago my mother's grandmother would have people come over the house to deliver fortunes, meet with her, talk about god knows what. So I don't know if the things I have encountered were generational.
I lived in West Covina, California. My mother was a Real Estate Agent and my Father worked in the Union. Now the question I ask myself is why these bad things happen to people in general. But, I guess bad things, hate everybody the same.
I was about five or six years old. I had my own bedroom. I felt very relaxed in bed and finally fell asleep. When I awoke, it was around 3am or 4am; not sure, but my bedroom door was closed. I never left it closed and my parents knew to keep it open at all times. Another thing occurred; I felt a presence in the room, even though I could not see very much, I could sense something straight across the room, next to the closet. I ran to the door, something grabbed my leg and pulled me backwards. I reached out and held the door knob. I could not scream, so I just kicked and kicked legs flying everywhere. In my head I was calling help to God, still kicking I felt what ever it was let go of me.
I pulled open the door, ran into the hallway and turned on the lights.
I looked behind me inhaling air and breathing hard, nothing in sight.
I went into my parents' room and said "Someone Is In My Room"; my dad grabbed his 45 pistol from under the bed went into the room.
Later, he returned and said that nothing was there. The window with screen intact was wide open though, 2nd story so no intruder could get up there without a ladder. I slept with my parents that night. I was around 5 or 6 years old and that was the end of the peaceful nights for me, later I will share more stories, that detail strange events and undoubting proof. But that's how it started.
My question to experienced individuals would be WHY? Why do you think at such a young age, what was the purpose. At that age I was a very generous, kind, understanding kid. Usually, people try to contact spirits, or get into some mischief to upset the ghosts. Has anyone here had these things happen to them at such a young age?