Here I am going to type some stuff that I am not sure any of you have experienced. Maybe some have and some haven't. I didn't write this before hand because everything is very memorable. It's great having a photographic memory. Well sometimes it is anyways. (haha)
Anyway, my story begins back a few years. I have always felt there was something else out there. The wind blew differently at different times. The essence I felt around trees or just being in nature as it is. I have had many experiences in my life with many things and continue to have these experiences to this day. I write this in hopes that I am not the only one out there and that others may relate.
Back in Middle School I used to hang out with every type of crowd. Was never an outcast, a weirdo, or whatever some people like to call others. I had this one friend. Straight A girl, Very good, was very nice. One night after being friends for; oh who knows eight or nine years; she decided to invite me over to her home for a sleepover.
The night went on joyfully, entertaining, popcorn and movies, card games. You know the normal teenage girl stuff. Well to get to it. When it came to bed time we both slept in her room. Myself on the floor and her in her bed. Probably about two or three am I awoke. I am unsure why but I still have that problem to this day.
Anyway, I woke up to see a man standing in her bedroom doorway. One hand on the doorknob the other on the frame. Just standing there looking at us. I looked for a minute because I figured it was her dad just checking in on us. But he didn't move. Had to have been roughly five minutes or so before my eyes focused and I realized it was not her father.
What I saw was a silhouette of a man. All black and no face. Had to have been at least six feet tall, no special features. He did have arms and legs. He was just standing there. I freaked and covered my head with the blanket so as to hide. Being this was pretty scary for me. A few minutes past, and I lifted the blanket.
I didn't have to turn and look, or move my head at all. Upon removal of the blanket from my head, the man had moved from the doorway to right in front of me. He was kneeling on one knee with arms to his side looking at me. He had to have been roughly two to five inches from my face.
We stared at each other for only a moment before I freaked again and covered my head yet again with the blanket. While under the blanket I realized something. I didn't get any bad vibrations from him. He didn't seem to want to hurt me. He seemed to be curious. Curious as to how I saw him maybe. Curious as to whom I was and what I was doing there. I believe it was Him just being curious as to who I was and how I had actually seen him.
I am not sure how I knew it was a male, or that he wasn't there to harm me. I just knew. It was like he was speaking without speaking. The next day I told my friend about my experience. She smiled. She told me that she knew there was someone there. That there is always someone around. She said they usually hear the basement steps as in someone is walking up and down them and slamming the back door. So on and so forth. She said she has never seen the entity, but she knows that they have other habitants of the home other then her and her family.
Yeah, would have been nice for her to have told me that before hand, Maybe I would have stayed the night again. This experience has sparked an interest in the other states of being. I have since then seen multiple family members in dreams trying to communicate after death. Many deja vu experiences and I have a great History of Customer service for being able to sense the other persons vibrations they send out.
The house I am living in now, many times, has had remote control cars driving alone, power tools running alone, smells, and touch activated lamps going one and off with no one touching them. I believe these spirits will come forward and show themselves to me in spirit form one day. Both of us just have to be ready.