I have had a few paranormal experiences (about ten) since childhood, but the story I'm about to share is the one I think about every day of my life. It happened almost thirty years ago when I was a senior in high school.
My best friend spent the night and we stayed up late talking about graduation and what college would be like. We were not telling scary stories or anything like that. My parents were asleep in their room, and my little brother was sleeping in his room. It was about 2:00 a.m. In the suburban home I grew up in on Long Island, New York.
The first thing that happened was I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye up in the corner of the ceiling. It was moving, but had no definable shape. I mentioned it to my friend because nothing in the room was moving to cause it. There was a window with heavily lined curtains that did not allow light in, and no street outside just our yard (my room was on the second floor). Well, we ignored it and kept talking, then it caught my eye again and I said something like "that's bugging me, what's causing it". Her eyes got as wide as saucers and she said, "Never mind the shadow, look at your closet door".
My closet was a wood door. When I turned, there was a very vivid water-colour looking painting of men in what I guess was (not sure) civil war looking uniforms sitting on what appeared to be a park bench in a very pretty park. Then ripples came over the door and the picture changed into a woman with a parasol in an old southern-style dress. She had dark hair. Then ripples came and it showed a woman sitting on a rocking chair. Then it showed the woman's face up close and it aged right before our eyes, from a young woman to a very old woman. The ripples came again; my friend and I took turns telling what we saw to check ourselves. Everything she said was exactly what I was seeing and visa versa. We could fill in the details for each other.
The subsequent pictures that I remember were: a modern day woman carrying in groceries from her car, animal images of a tiger and then a wolf, a man in a brim hat looking down at an oversized watch, and last was a satanic looking face that began to breathe out a mist that had no odour and took form and went up to the corner of the ceiling (the shadow was no longer there).
At this point I looked under my bed, swung open the closet door and saw nothing. Everyone in my house was asleep, and I woke them crying and shaking. It took awhile to calm us down and after that I wouldn't sleep in my room for several years.
Nothing like this had ever happened in this house before, and my Mom still lives there and nothing!
Now, as I think back on those images (and this may be my imagination, I'm not sure) I think it showed some of my future? I've since moved to Texas. When I got pregnant with my first child, my husband bought me a rocking chair that looked like the one I saw. The lady carrying groceries had curly hair and thinking back, it reminds me of my house in the 80's and the perm in my hair.
If there is anyone out there who has had anything similar happen to them or who has any insight into the message I was suppose to receive, please, please help me out with this.
I couldn't make this up! I have not had anything happen in the last 20 years and never had anything like this before or since.