To start off, my family knows that there are spirits of some sort that live in my house. My psychic grandmother even agrees when she steps in our house, but she's terrified of our basement. She feels like something, or someone, is down there. We both feel like we're being watched while down there, but she feels a little threatened. Even the trashcan behind me in the basement will rustle, and when I turn around, it stops. I can't explain it, but I don't feel scared. There's been many experiences in my house, too many to name.
A couple of times my dad and I have both heard what sounded like a little girl talking and/or giggling. One time my dog sneezed, and as I said "bless you", I heard a small "thank you!" my dog and I both heard it. Another time, around 11:45 pm I was laying in bed, exactly right next to me I heard a loud and clear "oh!". It was a small female voice, and I sat up and waited for it to happen again. It never did.
Back to my story. As usual, I have psychic dreams. A couple of weeks ago, I've had one that made me think about who exactly is living in my house.
The dream took place upstairs. I was standing outside the bathroom doorway and I heard a little girl's laugh and feet on the bathtub floor. I ran downstairs and asked my dad if he heard her, and he said "yeah, it's Becca again". I have never thought of the name in this dream, it just came to me. Next thing when I'm trying to sleep (still dreaming), I heard the little girl's giggle next to my bed. I whispered "Becca, is that you?" in a playful tone while my head was under the covers. I heard the giggle again - but got the tingling in my ears that you get when you yawn, that weird sound - and said "Becca, I'm trying to sleep!". Then I sat up and she came into my room. She was about 4ft tall or smaller, looked at the age of 4-5, and had big brown eyes, tan skin, and long wavy black hair. I could tell she was Native American. She came and sat in my lap and talked, but I couldn't remember what she said. After that I woke up stunned. I knew I had to call my grandmother, whose also Native American.
I talked to her yesterday and asked about the little girl. She said she was getting an image in her head and asked about Becca's appearance. She was right on every question. She also told me that she was currently doing a painting of a Native American girl, and that the picture reminded her of me, but she doesn't know why. She was explaining to me that Becca might be a guardian or someone that used to live on the ground that my house was built over. She said that dreaming about an NA, especially a child, is a good omen. I want to do research on my house and on Becca, but I don't know where to begin.
Anyway, that's my story. I'd love to hear your opinions on this, because this dream makes me think that 'Becca' is with me a lot of the time.
Thank you for reading.