Me and my grandfather were very close. He passed away when I was 6 due to cancer. That's when all of this started. It didn't used to be so bad though. For a year or 2 after my grandfather passed I would constantly see these blue and purple dot like things. Like when you look into the sun and then you see those circles for a few moments afterwards. Like that only you could notice them a lot more and they were always there. Finally I stopped seeing them and my mom told me that my grandfather was buried in blue and his mom was buried in purple. I thought it was a strange coincidence and that was it.
Then when I was about 7 or 8 I started to see figures. I always heard that when you see a ghost you can see everything. Like their not even dead. That wasn't the case for me. They were a strange almost greenish color and very blurry. I could only make out the outline of them and as soon as they appeared. They would vanish. I tried to tell my mom but she just dismissed it saying it was just my imagination and not to worry about it. Of course being the little kid I was I believed her. Mother knows best right?
Well sadly it didn't stop. It got worse. It seemed every time something tragic happened id always see something. That's it though. I wouldn't get uneasy or hear anything. Just see it. That was until my mom and step dad started fighting. Apparently my dad wanted custody of me and my brothers and my step dad was not going to let that happen. It was a very miserable time for everyone and that's when I started to get the uneasy feeling. I was about 9 years old and I was playing with my toys. My door was closed and I was in complete silence. That's when I was overcome with this feeling of... Hate almost. I felt like there was something in the corner of my room near my ceiling. It wasn't my grandfather. It was someone new and it didn't like me at all. I was so terrified I couldn't even move for 10 minutes. After that night I would always have that feeling when I was in my room but only in my room.
Finally after a few years it started to settle down and I almost forgot all about it until my parents decided they wanted to move. I had lived in the same house for 10 years so I was scared. It didn't help that I had just started middle school and I would have to go through the whole thing all over again either. Well one day about a week before we moved I was sitting on the couch in the living room. The power was out and no one was home. From down the hall I could hear a muffled conversation between what sounded like a man and a women. I saw my cat start to follow the noise so I went after him. Being the 12 year old I was I though it might hurt my cat. I followed him to my room where he sat facing my closet. As I was picking him up and walking out I heard a very loud laugh that echoed through the whole house. It had come from my room.
The same thing happened once I moved into my new house. My family was out at one of my brothers BMX races and I was at home sick. My grandma had just passed away and all of my new friends at school had dropped me. You could say I was upset. I was sitting on the chase and looking up the stairs. I hadn't turned anything on yet so it was silent. That's when I heard laughter again. Only this time it was a girls and once again it had come from my room.
Now I'm 14 and thought I had put all of that stuff behind me but of course I was wrong. We moved into the house about a year or so ago and for the longest time I had gone through serious depression. I was even locked up once for it. Nothing worked though. It seemed no matter what I did I couldn't get out of it. That's when it all started up again. At first it was just a few figures and eerie feelings. Nothing much but over the past month or so it has gotten worse. A lot worse. Now not only do I see things pretty much everyday but sometimes even more then once a day.
There are a few new spirits now too. Even one that I'm assuming is a child. I heard that one for the first time today. There's this constant noise coming from my closet. It sounds like a mutated meow. Me and my friends have scoped out my closet a thousand times and have found nothing. I have always been terrified with the thought that they could come up and whisper in my ear and I had my very first experience with that today. It was innocent child like laughter. Right in my ear. I chose to ignore it and hoped it would just go away. That's when I heard a whimper. Like a child pouting type whimper. The child one doesn't bother me so much. Its the other ones. They're no longer my family like they used to be. There's one that follows me wherever I go. Its a whiteish color. I have seen it several times and heard it once or twice or at least what I'm assuming to be it.
I've tried to tell my friends about this. They either don't believe me, are weirded out, or they think its awesome and want to experience it for themselves. They think I can just like call the spirits and tell them to come show themselves or something. I can't and won't do that. I don't want to. As interested as I am in the paranormal actually seeing them scares me. Big time because whether you can see them or not they're still everywhere. It seems the more I ignore them the more they come to me.
I want to know why? Why me? Why come to ME? There are plenty of people in this world who can see them! Can't they go find somebody else and how come they control my emotions so much? Like if one of them is angry I'll get extremely annoyed and angry and I won't want to see anybody and if you try and come into my room I snap at you. I don't know why and I can't control it. It just happens. Also if they're happy and innocent like the child one is then I'm a bit hyper and I don't feel as bad as I usually do. So if anyone has made it through this long boring story can you please help me out? What can I do? Do I somehow help them or do I ignore them or what cause I'm only 14! I just want to be normal and this is far from it!