Says a 30-year-old New Zealand resident, who assures that he does not suffer from any mental illness and does not have any other mental abnormalities.
“I grew up in a middle-class family in the suburbs, everything is fine with my logical thinking and some unusual things in my life I could explain by natural reasons. But others were much weirder.
The youngest age
I was 5-6 years old when something paranormal first happened to me. I was still in kindergarten then. One day I was lying in bed dozing when suddenly I felt that someone's fingers touched my neck.
This was on the side where the jugular vein and fingers felt definitely feminine (softer than masculine). I thought it was my mom, but when I opened my eyes, I saw only an empty dark room around me.
I was so scared that I put my head under the pillow and then I had nightmares.
Then I was about 7 or 9 years old and I began to see shadows in the form of cartoon characters in the doorway of my bedroom. Later I began to see also the shadows of people, but I will talk about this below, and these shadows were different from those.
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One night I woke up and saw a dark silhouette poking its head into my doorway. He did it quickly and it looked like they were taunting or teasing me. And they did it all night and I was very scared.
Some of these shadows resembled the characters of Sesame Street, others resembled Fozzie the bear from the Muppet show, and there were also shadows similar to the cartoon characters about Scooby-Doo and the dinosaur Barney. And so it went on regularly for several years!
And then it just disappeared. But I still, if I wake up at night, involuntarily look at the doorway. It may have been due to sleep paralysis, but I have yet to meet anyone with sleep paralysis who has seen the same.
When I was about 10 years old, my mother changed jobs and started caring for an elderly couple who lived across the street from us. When our families became friends, my father also began to go to them to earn money. And then one day both parents and my older sister went to that house, and I was left alone. I didn't get bored playing the Shoga in front of the TV in the living room.
However, just a few minutes after they left, I suddenly felt an incredible sense of fear and panic. It passed through me and I immediately realized that someone was standing behind me. I almost physically felt that a wave of hatred and anger directed at me was leaving this creature.
Almost automatically and without looking back, I jumped out of my seat and rushed through the door, after which I rushed to the road. Only there I came to my senses a little and felt like a fool. I thought that maybe I just got scared in vain, but I kept walking and calmed down only when I reached the house of an elderly couple and found my mother in their garden.
I don't know how to explain this point. Maybe I had too much childish imagination? However, I distinctly and still remember this feeling of anger and anger. And I never felt anything like it again.
By the time I was 11, my parents started a big house renovation and started from their bedroom. They took all the things from the room into the living room, including my mother's collectible doll.
One night I got up and went to the bathroom, and as I walked past the living room, I suddenly made direct eye contact with this doll. This was an ordinary-looking porcelain doll in a beautiful ruffled dress and a hood. Before that, the doll had never frightened me, although my sister hated it from the very beginning.
And when I made eye contact with this doll, I swear, but I heard a woman's voice from her side, whispering my name. I stood in the corridor and clearly heard from the other room how my parents were snoring, and it could not be my sister either. In this house, they rarely called me by my full name.
I was so scared that I ran back to my room and climbed into bed. I didn't even want to use the toilet anymore. When I told my mother about the incident in the morning, she just laughed and said that I had imagined it. The sister said to this that it was definitely not her.
Adolescence
I was 14 years old when I was sitting on the toilet and reading a book. Many probably did so. And suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw something crawling, like a piece of string. Curiously, this phenomenon did not take me away from the book, but when I finished my business and left the toilet, I saw the same piece of twine that slipped under the door into the corridor.
And when I looked in that direction, I saw something black, the size of a cat, but it was a completely round body. This body hung in the air at ankle level, and then fell to the floor and disappeared down the hallway in the kitchen. I stood there and was dumbfounded from what I saw. Firstly, there were no pets in our house, and secondly, all this was completely silent, I did not hear a sound of hitting the floor or anything else.
I didn't go to the kitchen, but backed away and went to my room and closed the door. I also slept with the lamp on that night. Maybe it was a huge rat? However, in this case, her body was very deformed.
At the age of 15, I began to see people's shadows. On that Saturday, my parents went about their business and my sister, too, this evening was at my complete disposal. I gorged on pizza with cider and listened to Led Zeppelin at high volume. I was enjoying life and suddenly saw a tall black shadow in the shape of a man on the side of me on the wall.
It was very black and clearly the shadow of a man. For several minutes I looked directly at it and did not even feel fear, but as soon as I looked away, it disappeared. And only then did I get scared, realizing that I saw something abnormal. I immediately turned on the lights in all the rooms, finished my meal in a hurry, and then sat impatiently and waited for my parents to return home.
Adulthood
From 15 to 20 years, almost nothing paranormal happened. When I was 25 years old, I already had my own home and a girlfriend. One evening I was lying on the bed, resting, and suddenly I heard a man's voice, which shouted something from the side of the hallway. I decided. that it was either the landlord, or my father came and shouted back. Nobody answered me.
Then I went there myself and did not find anyone. Also, there was no one near the house or at the entrance to it. And our dog did not behave anxiously, as it always happens when someone other than me and my friend comes into the house. I assumed there was an auditory hallucination.
At the age of 28, my friend and I moved to another house, more comfortable. After unpacking my things, my friend went to take a hot bath, and I went to the kitchen, since it was my turn to cook. The dog was with me and spun around my feet.
And suddenly the dog jumped off and ran into the living room and from there I heard my father's cheerful laughter, which I would unmistakably distinguish from another, since I had heard him all my life.
I did not expect that my father would come to us, moreover, he did not have keys, and the doors were closed. I went into the living room and saw that there was no one there, and the dog was just sitting on the couch. The friend was still in the bathroom.
I immediately called my father and told him about it, and he found that all this was very strange, but assured that he had not gone anywhere and was now at home with my mother.
A few days later, something else scary happened. I had a dream in which my father fell and screamed, calling for help. At the same time, I did not see this, but I heard the sound of a fall, and then his cry. I understood. that it was just a dream, but it was all so surreal, but I never stopped thinking about it.
The next Saturday, a week after this dream, I was driving in the car with my father and I told him about this dream. He nervously smiled at this and said that on the same day he had a dream about my late grandmother and in this dream she fell and called him for help. I still cannot understand and explain such a coincidence."
