I’ve had a few incidents…
But I’ll say this. When I was younger, I was a skeptic about all things supernatural. I truly did not believe, though my friend and I loved to pretend we were witches or supernatural beings as children. Our belief was pure fantasy and fun, and nothing but an innocent interest in magical or spiritual things.
So when things began occurring in my life years later as a teen, it made me wonder how real supernatural things were, or if they were a figment of my imagination due to years of being curious about such things.
However, one such incident really stands out to me, as it wasn’t just me who experienced it… It really makes me believe a bit..
When I was in highschool, my father had a severe asthma attack around 1 or 2 am. Since there was alot of noise from my mom and dad at the time due to panic, calling the hospital and what not, my sister and I were woken up.
I had school in the morning and my sister had work, so we did not go with them to the hospital. My sister decided to go to Tim Hortons to grab us some tea and a bagel since we couldn’t fall asleep at this point. She went by herself, and I to my laptop to chat with my never sleeping friends on MSN, facebook, and read gossip sites. 😛
During this time I remember my room feeling much colder, and I thought the heater may have turned off, as it does so periodically (still does it to this day). I turned in my seat to get up, when all of a sudden a shadowed figure just DARTED from behind me and out my room door. I was damn terrified and started to panic. I was so scared. I froze in my chair, and did not want to leave my room. I tried to sober my thoughts by trying to tell myself I was really tired and my eyes were playing tricks on me, and that is also why I was feeling cold.
Just when I was feeling calmer, my sister gets home and runs straight my room. She doesn’t know about any of this, I didn’t text her or anything. Before I can tell her anything, she stops and just stands at my door way. Her face is pale, and she looks like she saw a ghost, no pun intended. I get worried that it was my dad and she had heard something about him.
The first thing she tells me is: “Cheri, you won’t believe me, but when I opened the house door just now, a dark shadow ran past me and out the door. I think I am going crazy.”
I then went on to tell her that a dark shadow had darted out of my room about ten minutes before and I was stuck in my room terrified I was going to die.
My sister found out the next day that her friend had been complaining about a “presence” in her car for about a week before. The thing is, my sister had been driven home the day before in that same car.
We think it was that same “presence” from the car, and it followed her in to our house.
To this day, we are pretty sure there was a ghost or some sort of demon or SOMETHING in our house, and it felt so sinister, not a good presence at all. I could not sleep alone for the next few nights, and asked my mom to stay with me.
Oh, and my dad ended up being fine btw. It’s just funny that I’ve never seen my dad have such a bad asthma attack before or after that day. All pale in severity to that night. It makes me wonder if that thing in my house was something evil…