This is my first story and also the first time I ever really saw a ghost/demon. Usually I sense ghosts like where it's standing but not this time. This time I saw it. It was around 11:30 when the thing showed up. I was watching T.V when I was told to put my pajamas on just incase if I fall asleep.
I was going to my room, while keeping my guard up just in case I felt it. I had started feeling it on my birthday, and at first I hadn't understood what that feeling was so I had found out online and found I was psychic or whatever you call it. Anyway, I'm not the type to get scared easily I'll flinch but I was never ready for what I saw. Nothing popped out, nothing attacked me but as I was changing into my p.js I looked up and saw something black on my bed.
At first, I thought it was just Kisa, my one year old Chihuahua or Petey another one of my Chihuahuas but then I look again. It was big and was standing on my bed looking at me. It was grinning I could tell it was somehow, and I felt evilness radiating from it and I did what came as instinct I ran, screaming. I latched onto my dad and wouldn't let go until I finally calmed down. I told him what I had seen. He partly believed me before my mom asked, coming from the bathroom what that scream had been about.
My dad told her and as always she didn't believe me. My mother doesn't believe in supernatural stuff and she thought I was still afraid ever since I had watched Paranormal Activity which I had watched last November which would make me a flat-out coward but anyways. That was the first time I actually saw something instead of sensing. Comment to see what you think. Was it a good idea to run away? Am I a crazy person because I'm sensing it right next to me and I have a bible? And should I be mad because it's bothering me because I am really angry that it's doing this to me. Please I am going insane.