It was strange, but I only passed it off as my own fault. But now that I think about it, even when asleep there is no way I'd be able to do that.
I was sitting in the basement, just hanging out surfing the web on my laptop. I had music playing, but even though I was listening to music it sounded really strange that I heard singing without my headphones on. I heard different types of voices, nearly trailing me around for a little while. I got up to get some water, and I heard a young woman's voice, saying something like, "Come one, you gotta get ready to go now." I even heard my name being said, but it didn't sound anything like my mom, or anyone else I know. I brushed it off as only being my imagination, but I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following me.
Visiting a cemetery is basically my worst thing to do in the world. I can't go near the tombstones or the grass. Stepping near anything beyond the concrete pathway sends shivers up my spine, and causes my stomach to feel frozen over. I become choked up, and I start to loose my vision. It's strange and I have tried to get over it, but the more I try the more I nearly pass out. Thinking of the ones that are in the cemetery grounds, makes me want to crawl into a corner and cry for hours. It's not much of a ghostly experience, but it's still very strange.
This one was the craziest experience ever. I was sitting at my desk, in school. All of a sudden, out of the corner of my eye, I saw this black figure go running down the hallway. There was nothing, but locked doors at the end, but whatever it was had disappeared. I looked over and saw the kid beside was looking in the same direction, a strange shocked look on his face. I asked him if he had seen something, and he said yeah. I didn't say anything about it and only asked what he had seen. What he described was exactly the same as what I had seen. I felt a little uneasy the rest of the day after that. The fact that he had seen it as well, made me believe it had really been there, and that it wasn't just my imagination."
I thought an entity might be residing in her home but once she told me about her experiences in cemeteries, school and what happened earlier today with that young girl, I am starting to believe that she is more in tune with these things than others, that she has a sixth sense if you want to call it that.
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