When I was a senior in high school, my gifts really started to come back to me in a more noticeable manner. I started seeing the sparkles of light, hearing voices, etc. I always had sleep paralysis since the fourth grade, but at that time I started to have strange sleep paralysis experiences that differed from what I experienced before.
One night I woke up hearing noises in my room. I look over and I saw a woman looking around my room, rummaging through all my stuff. I thought it was my Mother at first, so I didn't care, but then I quickly realized that this woman was TOTALLY not my Mother.
This woman was very skinny, white skin, big white t-shirt (Like how some people wear as pajamas), and long black hair that almost covered her face completely. I remember being so shocked seeing her, I tried to get up from my bed and confront her but I couldn't move or even say a word to her. That was when I realized that I was in sleep paralysis. Even though I can't speak in paralysis, I knew that I can still inhale and exhale perfectly. I began to make hissing noises at her, trying to get her attention. She stopped looking through my things and turned her head at me.
I tried to get a good look at her face but I saw that she didn't have a face at all! It looked like it was faded out like if you partially erase a pencil writing. I was shocked to see that she didn't have a face, and seeing her stop doing her thing and seeing that all her attention was towards me scared the heck out of me. I quickly woke myself up from paralysis (I've had so many sleep paralysis experiences I can very easily wake myself up), stayed up a bit, then went back to sleep.
A couple weeks later, I woke up from my sleep, still half asleep. I turned, looked in front of my bed and I saw the same woman standing in front of my tv. She was facing horizontally from me. She just stood there very silently. I looked at her for a bit and then I fell back asleep. That was the last time I ever saw her.
Maybe she was a wandering spirit that was looking for something and learned that whatever she was looking for wasn't in my house. This happened the same time period where I was beginning to wonder if I had a gift or if I was crazy.