The first weird incident happened when I was about nine or ten. I was alone in my parents room watching tv while the rest of my family was outside when suddenly I saw a dark figure dash across the open door that lead to the hallway. I had a feeling of "Get out" when all of a sudden my ponytail was yanked and I was pulled all the way to almost the headboard of the bed. After I had regained my senses I calmly picked up my shoes and walked out of my house.
Another incident didn't happen until I was at least eleven almost twelve. Me, my mother, and my sister were getting ready to go out when I stepped into my hallway and looked into one of the mirrors to inspect myself (the hallway light just so have happened to burn out that morning) my mind went hazy and when I came to I was sitting on my couch on the first floor looking blankly out of the living room window. When I questioned my mother about what I was doing and she had replied that for about thirty or twenty minutes she could hear me walking around - she was in her bedroom with the door open - I asked my sister - who was in the hallway with me - and said that I kind of had a black stare and that when she asked me what was wrong I hadn't answered her in a complete sentence but rather in a humble of broke words. I then walked away from her downstairs and she said she could hear me moving around and talking for at least half an hour but thought I was on the phone so she didn't come down to check.
Nothing occurred for another two years until I began having very vivid dreams. I didn't realize they weren't dreams until they started becoming frequent. They were more like visions. These visions started coming true, when they happened in reality they were the same as the visions to an exact point.
Other then the visions in the fall of 2013 me and my good friend were joking around when laughing she said "I'm going to kill you." And then all of a sudden her neck snapped up and she gasped for breath. When she came to she looked at me kind of scared and said "I'm never threatening you again."
Also during the last year I have been seeing figures. Both black and white. During my encounters with both of them I feel two very different feelings. During my encounter with the tall black figure I can just feel that he's a man and that he's bad. I can not imagine his facial features or who he was in a past life but I can feel anger coming from him. The white figure I've have encounters with I can tell it's a little blond blue eyed little girl maybe from the fifties. She seems alone and confused and sometimes she's in a very playful mood. My younger sister also seems to hear things call my name a lot.
I don't know why these things are happening. And if we move - which we are planning to - would these things follow us?"
UPDATE:
Since my last posting (The one above) several big reveals have happened.
My mother decided to come clean that we did in fact live in a house I should have no memories of. This house however was occupied by us when I was still a baby. Between the day of my birth and the day of my first birthday my mother says that there was a month were I had cried for thirty nights straight. My mother had felt a presence there herself, but had done nothing of it. It wasn't until she realized that our sleepless nights wasn't normal that she begun to start paying attention to my habits.
She noticed that I offended stared at random spots for long periods of time. And whenever she saw a shadow approaching me I usually got very quiet.
After the first thirty sleepless nights my father came to visit us in our home country. He too quickly realized that my constant crying at night wasn't just something that normal infants did.
My parents talked it out and quickly begged my godmother a way to help us. My godmother knew what was wrong but the only way she could cleanse me would be very traumatic for anyone to watch. My mother hadn't taken her warning seriously and decided to stay for the ritual.
My aunt basically whopped whatever was in me out. My mother remembers that as my aunt was hitting my back I had stayed silent with only my mothers protests filling the room.
Fast forward fifteen years later. I learn that not one, but two psychics have mentioned not only my appearance accurately but say that I am gifted/special. They say that I have "something". I soon don't argue with the fact that there might be something in my house. I tell my mother of my experiences and she simply says that she'll "take care of it." Up until recently everything seemed to have gone away. In July I'm now only a few days shy of my fifteen birthday when my aunt passes away. I'm sad and distant, she was close to me. However I've handled people dying around me since I was 10. My aunts passing doesn't seem to effect my experiences. But a few days after her funeral I was sitting in my cousin's car alone when I hear my sisters name clearly come from an unknown hissing voice. I don't get scared, I simple say "That's my sister. Not me." A few weeks later it's about 7 AM and I'm making my way slowly to the bathroom. The door is slightly opened and I can only see the darkness of the room and some outlines of the furniture. When I get closer to the door I begin to hear whispering back and forth. I hesitate at the door, there's someone having a conversation in there. At first I thought it was my mother using the bathroom on the phone. But when I peer in and realize that there's no one in the room the voice who's mainly speaking becomes clear and says "Well" as if to begin a sentence but sucks in a breath when it realizes that I've become aware that I'm now listening in, it stops and the presence soon disappears all together.
I've become aware that it's not the house but in fact myself that is prone to these incidents. I don't know what to make of this. I'm considering telling my mother about it in the coming days, if she still refuses to give me answers or assures me that I'm fine, I've decided to tell my doctor about the voices in my upcoming physical.
I just want to know that I'm not alone in this, that it's just not happening to me.
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