I'm Jenna and I'm thirteen years old. I constantly have "psychic experiences" and what I found on this website has really helped me. Ever since I can remember, I have had a feeling that someone (or something) is watching/following me. When I lay down to go to sleep at night, I have a feeling that I am not alone in my room. I open my eyes to see a dark shadow that, in my peripheral vision, looks like a person. But when I look directly at it, it vanishes. Other times I've woken up to see what looks like a man standing at the foot of my bed, just watching me. Now, I am very jumpy, and have never liked horror movies; I get nightmares from just watching trailers of horror movies. So, understandably, this freaked the crap out of me. I blamed it on being half asleep and squeezed my eyes shut tight, telling myself to just go back to sleep, that it's just a nightmare.
And a lot of times, when I'm walking out of a dark room, I feel this jerk in the pit of my stomach, like someone is chasing me and that I need to get out of there fast. I do not like the dark for this reason. I'm not sure what it is that I'm afraid of, why I think something will jump out from behind a shadow, but I've felt this way my whole life.
Just recently, I've considered the idea that these things I see are more than just mere shadows. What if they are spirits?
This thought immediately appalled me at first, my rational mind taking over and dismissing the very possibility as foolishness. But then something happened just the other day that even rendered the rational part of my mind speechless.
A lot of people on this website say that meditation helps sometimes to clear your mind, so the other day I tried it. I pictured myself in a large open field in my backyard, and I got to a point where I really felt like I was there. I smelled the pollen filled breeze, I felt the prickly grass against my legs, I felt the warm sun on my cheeks. I was there.
Then, I turned around and saw a man standing in my field. I was annoyed at first; I was trying to relax, and he was interrupting me. Then, I started to panic. I thought that it was another "shadow person" (that's what I've started calling the things that I see at night). But it was the middle of the day. Why would a shadow person be out when there were not any shadows to linger behind? So, I swallowed my fear and let the shape take form. He was wearing tattered blue jeans with holes at the knees and shins, with a red plaid, long sleeved shirt. He looked like a logger. He said nothing, just stood there, watching me as I watched him. He did not move, just simply stayed there. I began to get freaked out so I came back from the field and returned to where I sat in my living room.
Ever since then, I've had this part of me saying over and over again that it was not just a mere hallucination. That it meant something. I'm sorry that I've made this story so long, I just need some help.
Psychic, medium, crazy. Which category do I fall under? Can someone help me? Please?