Feelings of being constantly watched. Noises and bumps through the night. Shimmers of a shadow across the hall. Many have experienced it. Most are too scared to let anyone else know.
Not me. No, I’m here to share my story with you. The real story, the truth.
For me, the cycle is never-ending. It never stops. I don’t even think that’s a possibility…
It all started one night, as a teenager, when I was home alone. I was doing my usual thing, researching on the computer.
That night, so long ago, I had my first glimpse into the paranormal world when a shadow crossed the far wall. It was a large shadow, but the shape was undeniable. It was very human-like, even in its movement. Yet at that young age, I wasn’t afraid. Instead, I was curious. I tried to come up with a reasonable explanation for what I saw. Perhaps a shadow from my desk lamp? Or a reflection from the window? But nothing had the same effect. What I saw could simply not be explained.
From that day, I was a believer. From that day, my eyes were opened to a new world.
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Fast forward 15 or so years and the activity, the odd occurrences have increased with each passing year. Recently, it was brought to my attention that I could be a sensitive and the more I think about it, the more I feel that’s true. Since that first incident, that first unexplainable shadow, I’ve been able to hear, see, and feel things that others cannot. And as I get older, the feelings have gotten more intense, more noticeable.
Let’s reflect back to the earlier part of last year.
Things began as usual in a new home, with little noises here and there. The typical squeaks and creaks… Only these seemed to be more frequent than any I’ve previously heard. And louder.
On this one particular day, I was home alone when I saw movement in the room directly across from me. It was an orb. A solid, white orb, the size of a football. Similar shape, too. It moved quickly across the floor and just as quickly, disappeared, but I knew what I had witnessed. I even ran a few tests, trying to debunk what I had witnessed. Despite my efforts, I couldn’t make it happen. I wasn’t able to recreate what I had saw minutes before.
The activity has continued to increase over time, but my fear remains nonexistent. I only have curiosity and intrigue for all of these strange and unknown happenings. My research will continue, my stories will continue.
Stay tuned, for the next chapter in My Paranormal Life.
Author’s Note: The images attached to this post are not of my own. They are simply used as an example. Thanks goes to Google Images.