Im just going to jump in with my story, this was my first experience, which opened my eyes to the psychic world.
I was 13 and I was living with my parents, my brother and sister.
I was the first one awake so I went down stairs and sat at the computer, playing on paint or something when I stopped and just swayed on the chair, (it was a spinny soft one)
The room was quite long and at the opposite end was a sofa, which I looked at, and when I did I saw a woman. Quite small and old, she was folding clothes but as she put them down on what I can only imagine was a clothes horse or something, they disappeared. At first I thought it was my mother, but then as I seemed to be fixated on he, she did not seem to know that I was there, she was just going about her business.
I don't remember much of how she disappeared but, she was gone and I still wasn't afraid.
I can remember afterwards I told my nana, as she was interested in the spiritual world too, and she asked me to describe her. I tried the best I could and she told me that the person I had seen was a lady names 'lizzie'.
We still talk about her amongst the other experiences, and she tells me things about her, How she was such a kind lady, and how she would do anything for her family. She also has told me some of the sad stories, like how she had burned to death in a fire.
This brought me sadness but at the same time joy, because I now know that I had seen her in spirit the same as she was in life and not in death.
This was my first experience and since then I have became more aware of things around me and the possibilities that some things can be explained using the supernatural or psychic abilities.