All of my life, ever since I can remember I've been a very spiritual person. I grew up in an average middle class, white family, in Grand Forks North Dakota.My childhood was plagued by bad dreams, nightmares, and uneasy feelings. I've been able to dream (lucidly), since I was little. I'd have dreams where I would know I was dreaming while it was going on. One time when me and my sister, who is a year younger, were little kids, we had a strange experience in our house. We used to get up every night at about 3:00a.m. and play together and run around the house. One time, as I was passing by the bathroom, I saw a shadow, in the shame of a human looking back at me. At first I thought it was just my shadow, and so did my sister But then, the shadow started to move. It started moving it's hands around and moving it's head back and forth, as if mocking us. We got so scared we ran to wake up our parents. They just told us to go back to bed.
Story 2: One time, I bought a ouija board, It was when I was in the 8th grade. That night, my brother, my friend and I. Used it. The ghost had said that It would stick around, for awhile. The next day, when I got up for school, my bedroom door wouldn't budge, I couldn't get out. My mom tried to getit open from the other side, but it wasn't locked. It just wouldn't budge. She ended up having to take the door off it's hinges It was strange.
Story 3:One time, just a couple a years ago,shortly we'd returned, after our city had been flooded. Me and my brother, had been sleeping on bunk beds in our living room. We had awoke around the same time. We then proceeded to tell each other what we had just dreampt, since we both had such vivid dreams.To our astonishment, we discovered that we were both in the same dream together.In my dream I dreampt that I was going to the park with my friend, Jim , on the way there, I saw my brother and his friend, leaving the park. The walked on the other side, of the street, right by us. I yelled hi to him, but he didn't say anything. There at the park, was this old woman, she was mean. And there were a bunch of rambuncious kids there who were, trying to cause us trouble. So me and my friend, left the park, and I woke up. In my brother's dream, he had described, the same old woman and the same kids. In his dream, as he and his friend were leaving the park He heard somebody yell Hi, to him, but He never saw anybody. We are sure that both of our dreams took place at the same time, also.
ON one final note, after my mom's grandma died when she was alittle girl, (she lived in the same house that we do now)she saw her playing the piano, one night. It scared her so much, that she wouldn't even go to sleep for 3 days. and she's certain it's not a dream.It's my opinion that supernatural events happen to all of us at some points in our life. It's just a part of our soul, and the supernatural. Thanx! for reading.