From a young age, I have had experiences with the paranormal. When I was very young, I remember my grandmother coming to me in a dream the night before she died. That is the first thing I can remember being "not normal."
Another time, I was doing artwork with my mother and I suddenly saw a woman standing outside, and I went out to talk to her, except that she was gone when I got there. I remember her vividly, a very pretty woman who looked almost otherworldly with long, long hair the color of ink and pale skin. She smiled at me and beckoned me out, and that is why I went out. My mom told me that it could have been an elemental, or some other kind of nature being.
Eight years ago, I started seeing the dead. They never spoke to me, and I only saw glimpses occasionally, or heard indistinguishable words, but over time, they have become clearer and clearer until now I look at someone like they are a normal person, and then I look back and they are gone. This is a bit disorienting, but I feel that I will get used to it shortly. I rarely talk to the dead, but sometimes I hear some things.
Lately, it has been getting more clear. A few weeks ago, I went to bed well after my parents, and when I was lying in bed, I could hear two people talking. Not in words I could understand; it sounded something like Russian, and then I saw something out of my window when I got up to get a drink. It looked like a lantern and two people walking. It disappeared when it reached the forest line.
I have dreams about major events that happen, like the school shooting and the Boston Bombing, and I even recall a very faded dream about two towers exploding when I was really young. I've also had dreams about people finding cures for diseases like Cancer, and I hope that those dreams will come true, too.
I feel that I have been so lucky to have parents who believe that I really do see these things and don't pass it of as craziness, or something to get attention, and I have had some really good friends over the years who have helped me. One can even see the same things I see, and I talk to him frequently, though we are no longer in personal contact. I don't share this with many people because sometimes it scares them, but it feels really good to finally find a group of people who understand what people like me go through daily.