When I was 15 I moved into a new home with my mother and younger sister. The home was owned by a family member and I remember going to this place as a young child. Well from day one I had a strange feeling about the place but that isn't unusual for me because all my life I have had unexplainable things, paranormal things happen to me. I didn't think much of it at the time. So as time went on, with minor bumps in the night and noises I just chocked it up to a normal old home with a lot of history.
One night when I was sixteen I awoke in the night to use the bathroom, as I made my way into the hall I looked across into my little sister's room (she wasn't in there) and saw a little boy standing by her dresser. His face was shadowed a little but I could see his blonde hair and blue button up shirt. I got so frightened that I flipped on the hallway light real fast and when I looked back he was gone.
Something else that happened was when I was standing at my refrigerator and suddenly the same little boy ran from the backdoor into the closet. It scared me beyond words. Needless to say many things happened in that house but seeing this boy was what I carried with me for years, and I carried it with me because after talking to my mother I learned that years ago a young boy had died tragically on that property. He was hit by a car and drug down the road.
A few more very frightening things happened in this home but I don't think they are connected to this boy so I can go into that later, but the moral of the story was that this had haunted me for years. Every time someone spoke about anything paranormal I thought about him. I wanted to know who he was. So a few days ago for some reason I told my aunt about it and was surprised when she said she knew the boys cousin. She said she would speak to him and get his name and what he looked like. Well she did and she also got a picture of him and now I have it. I need to know how to handel this, ever sense I have had this picture of this little blonde boy that I saw in that house I have had this overwhelming sense of sadness. As soon as he handed the picture to me I wanted to cry? I don't know why? And I feel just deeply sadden to my core. I can't get rid of it. Is it always this sad? How can I feel better by this? I also have had many weird occurrences in my current home, like someone is trying to talk to me. It's overwhelming. I need to know how to deal with this?
The only person related to this boy that I have spoken to is his cousin whom is very open to speaking to me but I can feel how sad this makes him. It makes me not want to bring it up anymore and he has also warned me to never speak to the boys mother about this because she has never gotten over it.