A Paranormal Experience
It was always hard for me as a child growing up. My life was far from simple. It was an adventure and yet, I hardly understood the whole meaning of what my life was. I remember in my younger years... I never felt quite normal, and believe me; I'm happy that I'm anything but. I enjoy being who I am. I was so curious about everything. Including about who I was and where we came from. How did we manage to belong to such a beautiful planet and why was I surrounded by crazy people. I remember being two years old... everyone around me thought that I was too young to understand what was going on around me. My Father would sit at our desk and roll a dubbie. As young as I was, I knew that it was wrong. I would manage to walk away and go to my room. There was quite a few times that my father would just get through rolling his dubbie and he'd call me when he saw me walk away. He would say come here baby... what are you up to? And he would sit me on his lap as I watched him lick the edge of his rolling paper to seal the complete "Joint" Cigarette. I always hated that. My mother can't believe how far back I can remember sometimes. But what I just shared is only a little taste of my old life. What I really wanted to talk about are my abilities and my experiences with the paranormal. You won't believe this, but I promise you that everything written here is 100% honesty. Only those who know me, know the "real" me. I can't believe I'm about to open up for the world to see.
What I'm about to share is my first experience with a ghost. I was in the Kindergarten, and bunch of friends and I ran into the girls bathroom to wash up. As we were walking out, this man came walking in. I freaked out! This man looked absolutely normal. Like you and I normal. I screamed so loud from the top of my lungs because I thought this man was going to kidnap or rape us. I was hysterical. To my surprise my friends were looking at me like I was crazy. I started yelling run! run! I ran out as fast as I could, right pass this man and he just stood there and did absolutely nothing to stop us. My friends followed after me and I ran straight to the teacher to tell her that there was a man who came into the bathroom while we were washing up. She ran to the bathroom really fast but she said she didn't see anyone. She then asked my friends what he looked like and they told her that they didn't know what he looked like because they did not see a man come into the bathroom. I however begged to differ. At this point they all were looking at me like I'm crazy. I remember at this very moment I was thinking are they on another planet? How can they not see him! I was a little confused. I started describing the man to my teacher. He was tall, dark skinned, he had a beard, and a mustache, he had dark hair, and his face looked like they had holes in it. She looked at me stunned. She then called another teacher, who she sent to the bathroom to check and she said she didn't see a guy fitting my description. Infact she didn't see anyone at all. My friends put their arms around me because I was really shaken up. At the same time I was starting to feel really confused. No one saw this man, except for me. How can this be? So they had security rome the premises looking for a man fitting my description. The teachers thought it would be a good idea if they took me back to the bathroom to see if I would see a man and point him out to them. As soon as we went back I started screaming there he is! He's right there! I started freaking out! I literally thought this guy was trying to take me. My teacher said... where? I said right there! My teacher and the other teacher looked really confused. I will never forget their faces. They both kneeled down to calm me down. I remember both of them staring at eachother giving eachother that look and my teacher said... J****** we don't see anyone there. I started crying. I said how can you not see him when he's standing right there! I said he's right there! I remember him being right there in plain view... pacing back and forth and back and forth outside of the girls bathroom. Well... they called my mother and my mother came. They told my mother what happened and explained to her what was going on, but my mother kind of brushed it off. She just kissed me and asked if I was okay... from that day on, my life was anything but normal.