My Paranormal Experiences

[AquaGirl33]

This is something I don't talk about very much.  I was watching Psychic Kids last night on TV and I just remember what it was like growing up and having paranormal experiences and I had no one to talk to about it, except my mother.  I believe I inheirited this from my mothers side.  They were all sort of strange Italian gypsy healers for as long as history could record.  My grandmother once saw a vision of a cross in the moon two months before WW2 ended and she announced that the war would end in two months.  My mother used to see spirits and have premonitions. 

When I was 3 years old, my aunt lived in a haunted farmhouse in CT. Everyone that stayed there would see this apparition of a man in colonial dress on fire. There was a fire in that house we confirmed later.  I remember playing in the garden and constantly turning around because I felt I was being watched. 

When I was 10, the fun really began....My cousin Janie was getting married and we were  staying at this hotel. The night before the wedding, I began crying and I didn't know why.  No one could figure out why either.  It was really strange. I just suddenly out of the blue felt this overwhelming sadness.  The the night after the wedding, it really began.  The footsteps.  Someone or something was pacing about our hotel room.  You could hear the footsteps going back and forth between the bed and the bathroom and then constantly pacing by the bed almost all night.  At one point, I heard the footsteps going into the bathroom the a glass got knocked over in there.  My mother woke up and asked me what I was doing. I said nothing.  I remember being scared out of my mind all night.  I was shaking and I thought my heart was going to pound out of my chest!!  I climbed into my mothers bed and just laid under the covers shaking all night.  I got up at one point and turned on all the lights.  My mother was furious!  Why was I turning on all the lights?  I told her I kept hearing something walking around the room. She said "ooooh...I think that is your grandma (deceased)...I don't think she is tooo happy about this wedding...Now go back to sleep".  What?  How??  Maybe she was used to spirits walking around all night but I certainly wasn't! 

Whatever this thing was, it continued to walk around my bed at night, every night  Even after I got home.  I ended up sleeping in my parents room on the floor every night.   I never saw it, Thankfully but I felt it.  One night  I do remember it was walking around my bedroom per usual and it stopped at the foot of my bed.  Suddenly something grabbed my toes and I screamed so loud and ended up in my parents bedroom again.  From then on I sort of became the butt of many family jokes.  I slept with every light on in my room (didn't help) and then began to sleep on the floor in my brothers room.  I finally got sick of this thing and I figured out that if I slept with a bathroom fan or humidfier on it would drown out any noise in the room.  To this day, I have trained myself to sleep with all the lights on in my room and I cannot sleep without a fan or some noise.  Sadly, I also take sleeping pills on a semi regular basis to tune out the dead people visiting me at night.  That is the only way I can turn it off.

When I was 11, we moved into a real bonified haunted house.  Here's the thing....we knew NOTHING about the house's history when we moved in.  I remember my room was at the end of a very long hallway and was very isolated.   Thankfully the footsteps had stopped, but little did I know I was about to encounted a whole different kind of haunting, one that would follow me and my family....after we moved out of the house.

We had lived in this house for a few months and I had started sleeping on the floor in my brothers room.  One night, I could not sleep.  I tossed and turned.  I was lying on my stomach and became acutely aware of a presence in the room with me.  I just KNEW something was standing in the corner.  I told myself I had to look.  I made sure I was fully awake and even pinched myself to make sure.  Then I rolled over.  What I saw scared me to death.  There in the corner, was the female, dressed all in black with either a hood or a veil over her head.  She just stared at me.  I could not see a face.  I turned back over and pinched myself again and then screamed bloody murder.  I screamed so loud, the neighbors woke up!  My mother saw this apparition subsequently, also wearing a long black dress. 

This female spirit really hated my brother.  Strange things would happen to him.  One time he was outside on his balcony and the doors shut and locked by themselves.  We had to call a locksmith because no one could get thse doors open.  Another time a large Terra cotta tile from the roof came hurtling towards him.  I pushed him out of the way at the last moment.  There was no one on the roof and NO WAY anyone could have climbed up there.  The last incident involved me sleeping in my bed and I woke up in the middle of the night and had a very strong urge to check on my brother.  I remember going in his room and his window was open and I thought he must be really cold , so I will close this and I did then went back to bed.  10 minutes later, there was a HUGE ceiling beam that fell and deflected off of the window handles thereby landing on the side of his bed.  Had I not closed his windows, this huge beam would have fallen directly on his head and possibly killed him.

When we moved out of the house, the landlord informed us that his wife died in the foyer.  As customary, she was buried all in black, including a black veil. 

We moved again to a new house many many miles away.  But this thing was not done with us.  My mother reported seeing it again walking in the hallway, black dress and all.  Then one night I was sleeping the basement with my brother and I knew it was in the room again.  I just felt it.  I turned over and sure enough...there it was , again, staring at me.  I ran out of the basement and into my room where I turned on all the lights and slept that way all night.   I sensed it again a couple more times but I refused to acknowledge it by looking at it.  I started to get mad at it.  The last time I sensed it was in the room, I addressed it and said "I am not turning around to look at you and you need to leave - NOW". It never came back.

Over the years, I have had several more paranormal experiences.  I typically have just shut down that part of me however because it was too scary to deal with back then and it is a type of fear that I just don't want to remember. 

I wish they had the Psychic Kids show back then!