Thank you people for this wonderful website and for taking the time to read this story, Katherine is here to tell of what's been going on this past month or two. Lately, my belief in spirits has increased along with my faith to God. I don't go to Church to often being a lazy Christian-Catholic. I stay up at ungodly hours and crash in the morning, waking up at 4PM. My ability to sense ghosts has increased now being able to hear them. I'm not as scared as before and have grown used to the tappings and seeing shadows or feeling watched. I'm currently at my Grandparents who are strong Catholics and go to Church every Sunday, dragging me along. That's an update on what I've been doing but now onto my experiences.
My Grandmother arrived on my doorstep one early morning with my Cousin's wife and my second cousin, Lindy *not her real name*being a paranoid nervous wreck since of adjusting to knowing that spirits are real. I stared at her like a hopeless idiot that I know I can be. I hadn't slept right in days so I didn't know if what I was seeing was an illusion or something else. After maybe like fifteen minutes, I let them in and went to call my mom. A few hours later what I was experiencing had been passed around while my cousin's wife who we'll call Jane had taken me and Lindy to Sandy Lake Park. I was somehow forced into going with them and stay there for awhile.
After I had arrived in El Paso I didn't take notice that something was watching me but maybe after a week or so of settling in, I was scared off of my chair because of a whisper. My Grandmother's back was turned answering a call and I was licking at an ice cream when out of nowhere I heard a man whisper something in my ear which scared me and my Grandmother was hanging up and ran over to her. Since she doesn't understand English much all I could do was cry and point.
At night I get strange dreams and sometimes I feel like something is comforting me like someone touches my hand. There was one time I was downloading music or something. My earphones were in my ears but they weren't playing music, out of nowhere I heard someone scream. I didn't take notice since it was faint but it screamed again and it was closer. I yanked out my earphones and looked at my Grandma who didn't seem to have noticed anything. That night I prayed for that tortured soul to be at peace. I got good dreams that night. The activity has ceased a bit but there is a ghost that I don't like at all which is in the bathroom of all places. I want to see if any of the spirits will answer me if I go ahead and do automatic writing, as in writing a message on a piece of paper and leaving it with a pencil at night. What do you people think? Oh to those people who remember my last story, That ghost left and in its place came a shadow person that I call Jamie who is kind of cranky but has never hurt me though tortured me with nerve wrecking tapping's that would make me scared stiff when they occurred. He never hurt me but wanted my attention possibly.
On the fourth of July I had saw the figure of a man on the side of my house after the fireworks had stopped. Being really scared after seeing him twice, I ran inside and when my parents had coming shortly after that I had told them what I saw. Then that night I refused to sleep in my room but was forced to but agreed when my dad agreed to sleep in my room with me. I see him move around in dark corners and he just wanders around, stares at me then walks off. I'm a complete chicken but whenever my dad goes to take a shower I go outside being too frightened to stay in the living room. Now at my Grandmother's house I have gotten better, probably more than better when I hear noises I don't think much of it at all, only acknowledging it. Even today I heard a voice and I swear it said "Hi" when I get back I think I'll go ahead and say hello. Any comments or advice is welcome and thanks for reading my story, Katherine aka Emerald Angel