I was in High School at the time in 2001. I was watching a wrestling show on my small TV sitting on my dresser. I was standing up leaning on the dresser. It was a hard time as I was dealing with anger and my mother's cancer, I was pretty much mad all the time, I think it's why it touched me.
I was watching the show called Smack down, when from behind me a shadow appeared, I thought it was my brother. My brother the middle one is about the same height as me. I didn't really like him at the time, so I just kept my sight on the show, I still felt him there. I started to wonder why he was staring at my TV, since me and him didn't get along, I just didn't feel like getting into it with him so I didn't say a thing. He than touched my shoulder-soon as I felt his palm on my shoulder I turned around fast with anger to yell at him but he wasn't there, nothing was there.
I ran into the living room, my two brothers where playing PS2, I asked if any of them where in the room, they both laughed at me saying no, I remembered when I turned around nothing was there the door was shut closed.
After that day I became a lot more calm and at ease with people, I felt like it was something telling me to chill out, but I still remember to this day the shadow and the feeling of life standing behind me, it kind of spooks me out still, but you get used to things like that when it happens once again.