The one spirit I actually wasn't afraid of that has visited me before was the little boy from my story Strange Things Go Bump 2. I was lying in bed like usual, and I hear this very familiar voice. I could tell it was the same little boy from before.
He came out of nowhere and said, "I know what they're looking for." I asked him what that was. He replied, "They are looking for space." I then asked what they needed space for. He replied, "To grow". I asked who he was talking about. He told me, "The men beside me". I didn't know what he was talking about. It didn't make any sense at all. I don't know if it meant anything, or if he was just kind of blabbering like he did before.
Then he went quiet for a minute. I figured he must have left, and so I decided to quit listening for him and try to get some sleep. A few minutes pass by, and then he says, "They aren't trying to get you." I almost completely broke down. I knew exactly what he was talking about. Then he said, "They just like looking out for you." I wished that boy had of been real, because I would've hugged him so hard. I'm a 21 year old, and I don't get emotional like that very easily. That little boy's words meant so much for me.
For so long, I have been afraid of these things happening, and at that very instant, I felt a complete calm over my body. Like I'm finally free of this fear. This helps me reaffirm my feelings that this thing is real. Because I have a sick mind, and I would have told myself the exact opposite, that these were evil spirits out to get me. I know that sounds crazy, but I know how I think, and my mind always seems to make things worse. I was so grateful for my newly found peace. I knew it was time for me to help him.
I kept telling him to imagine a light turning on. "Picture a bright light out in the distance, and go towards it. There are good people there, and they will look out for you and keep you safe," I said. He said he was trying, but he didn't see anything. I told him to keep trying. A few minutes passed, and I didn't hear anything. Then suddenly I hear, "I see it! I see it! There they are!" Again, I started to tear up. The excitement in his voice was overwhelming. It was like a kid that just got everything he wanted for Christmas. I was so happy. I can't even express how I felt.
Either I am highly delusional or I just witnessed something amazing. I know I couldn't make this stuff up if I wanted to, so I either need professional help, or this is truly paranormal. I believe that if I'm not crazy, helping these people is worth the joy I got that night, even if I have to go through the scary part of it too.
I will miss that little boy. He was the only spirit that I haven't been somewhat afraid of. I feel so blessed that I was finally able to see something positive out of this situation. I just hope I can do more for these people if it IS real. I hope now that I won't be afraid anymore, but I believe that boy really has helped me in so many ways now. I know that boy is in a much happier place. I hate to sound cliché but he will always have a place in my heart. That night meant everything to me. Most of all my outward sanity.
Thank you for reading; I would really like to hear what you think. Be it that I'm crazy, or what. I really want your honest opinions. Could I be extremely delusional? I really don't know. Every little bit helps.
Thanks again and God Bless.