When I was young I had many experiences I and others believe to be paranormal. This first one happened when I was only one years old. My mom and many others in my family tell me this same story. I had a play tent and I would go in there and talk to someone, and I would come out really annoyed. My mom would ask me who I was talking to. I used to say his name is Ray and he's blue. Why is he blue? Cause his father killed him. And I used to get annoyed at him. So they sold the tent.
Other times I would be sleeping and I would hear this voice in my dreams, I wake up and the voice would still be going on in the hall outside my bedroom for some time. Another time I was lying in bed asleep, I saw this really tall shadow guy lean over me reach out and touch my leg. I woke up startled because I felt someone touch my leg. There was a bruise there. One more thing, I was in our front porch studying. I looked up and saw two older people walking down the road, the guy looked right at me and pointed. I looked down for two seconds just long enough to read one word and looked back up and they were gone with no place for them to go no house nowhere. I walked out into the street they weren't there.
Since then I moved twice to two different states, In my first move once in a while I would see black mists that would surprise me and I would jump away before I even knew what I was seeing.
Since my second move nothing has happened.