When I was 8 years old I was sleeping at my grandparents house. They woke up very early so I wanted to get up with them. I woke up and it was still very early. It was still dark. I got out of bed and started going down the stairs, I was going slow because I was listening to see if anyone was up. In the middle of the stair way I heard a girl whisper something in my right ear. It scared me so I ran up the stairs and hid under the covers.
I soon fell asleep. In my sleep I had a dream that I was being pulled under water. I must of been really holding my breath because I woke up coughing and choking. I got out of bed and looked out the window. It was nice and sunny out. I then realized that I was standing in puddles of water. I was all wet. My hair was dripping. I looked at the bed and the bed was sopping. There was water going down the walls and around the bed.
I ran down stairs and ran into my cousin who was going up. I bumped into him crying and screaming. He looked at me and asked me what happened. I grabbed his hand and took him up the stairs. It was only like 2 minute later and when we went into the room everything was dry. The bed was dry and the floor was dry. I was still wet. I went back down stairs and took a shower.
That was the first thing paranormal that has ever happened to me. My cousin never slept there again and neither did I. I now co-own the house and I am looking into the history of it. Apparently there used to be a church and cemetery there. The church closed because of a flood. I don't know about the cemetery. I am guessing someone must of died in the flood.
I have yet to go back.