Before I write more all of my experiences with paranormal and supernatural entity, I'll start first with my very first experience and what I thought as an event that started everything.
When I was still 7 years old, my parents used to make me go for a piano lesson in a music school near my place. Like it or not, I had to go and did the lesson while a caretaker accompanied me to ride a public transportation and walked to the music school. And I guess it wasn't my lucky day because a serious accident happened.
My caretaker walked a bit fast than my little feet could take, so I have to walk really fast to catch up or sometimes I need to jog a bit. As we got closer to the music school, the distance between me and Adit (the caretaker, not his real name) was quite far away (between 10 - 12 feet maybe?). As I started to walk faster, a group of people got in a way between us. It was impossible to get through them because they're packed and seemed to ignore the little me.
Felt a little annoyed, I looked at the street and found it was empty (because of the red light). Without thinking, I got off from the foot path on to the road to walk around the crowd. As one of my foot touched the road, I heard Adit yelled my name. It got my attention a little too late as I lifted my head I saw a car coming at me head on fast. I didn't remember how I get hit, my vision just went black after I saw the car.
This part was like a dream yet it's real. After the darkness, I felt like I opened my eyes and found myself in my mom's hands. The visions started to play like an old movie. When I lifted my hand, I noticed that my hand was smaller than usual, my palm could only hold onto my mom's forefinger. Someone congratulated my mom for my birth and I saw my dad's face close up as he smiled widely at me. Whenever I blinked my eyes, the visions would changed (from the day I was born until that day where I got hit by a car). It was like watching my whole life in a movie-like vision.
When I was back in the darkness, a gentle voice called for me. I blinked again and I found myself on a beautiful grass field. I was resting my head on someone else's lap as I heard a raspy voice of an old man said "I see. She's the youngest daughter of Djeen-Djeen (my dad's Chinese nickname) and Bell (my mom's nickname). I can see that she's gotten so big, my dear grand-daughter..." This sentence got my attention, yet when I tried to turn my head to see who was talking, a pair of hands covered my eyes and I heard a different voice told me "Go back." and once again I returned to the darkness.
Vaguely, I started to hear people murmuring and someone calling my name, over and over again. I tried to focus my mind to the source of the noises and I noticed that my limbs were all in a very uncomfortable positions. I tried to open my eyes with some difficulties as the voices around me became more louder and clear. The pathway was the first thing I saw (I was lying face down) and I tasted my blood from the severe cut on my bottom lip and the sand/dirt that got onto the cut dulled the pain.
Someone in the crowded screamed "She got up! She got up!" when I pushed my self up with my own hands. As I looked around, the crowd were staring at me like I'd grown another head or something. I called out for Adit hoarsely and found him almost beating the careless driver into a pulp. Adit too was shocked when he saw me walked limply toward him.
Couldn't really remember how I got home and stuffs after that. Days after that incident, my mom told me that when the car hit me, I was thrown 10 meters from the impact. And when Adit went to check on me, he said that I wasn't breathing (and he swore I could have broken a limb or two from the uncomfortable position I landed on). He too said I was down for 25 minutes before he saw me up again.
Which really surprised me. As I mentioned earlier, when I was in the darkness I watched my whole 7 years of life. How could be something that long passed within 25 minutes? My only guess that's what people call a 'near death experience' event? And I am really glad that I'm still alive and kicking (I'm 23 now and healthy). Though that accident made me realized that I'm not always by myself even though I'm alone in a room.
I will try to write more of my other experiences down later. Until then, be safe.