First off, I'm going to say that I'm a moderately spiritual person. I believe some things happen for a reason, but not everything happens for a reason. Some things simply happen because they do and are not attributed to supernatural forces. But yes, there are some that do happen that are definitely out of the ordinary.
My family isn't a stranger to supernatural events, or things of that sort. Don't get me wrong, we're not all attuned spiritually. Though, there have been some times where I've known that ordinary was not in the picture.
I remember as a kid I was very sensitive to the paranormal. So sensitive, that I recall seeing a black figure in the same place at the house that I lived in with my mother and grandparents at the time. Being a kid, I curiously walked over there, which was underneath a bird cage that belonged to a parrot. My mother told me that I would run to her, crying, and tell her that someone was looking at me and I wanted them to stop. I remember that figure being a black or silhouetted. No eyes were in its sockets and that's all I can remember.
But what I actually wanted to get to, was a sound my mother and I heard in the middle of the night, when we lived in an apartment a few years ago. When I heard the noise, I believe I was thirteen or fourteen in age. To this day, I don't know exactly what it was, and we've researched what it could have been multiple times. But I will not willfully talk about it to my mother because that little experience was enough to traumatize me, on a smaller scale than actual trauma. When she tries to bring it up, I almost start to cry, and I'm not the type of person that cries. For anything, really. It was just so odd and when I get to thinking, I shock myself again with how it shouldn't have been heard at all.
Again, it was in the middle of the night, at about one in the morning. My family has a tendency to stay up until absurd hours together. We were all sleeping in the same bedroom, because we're a bunch that gets scared very easily. So sleeping in the same room was ideal for us at that time. Let me stress that there were five of us in the room that night. Five.
So we're in the room laying down, just about to get to sleep, when out of nowhere, this sound ensues very loudly, like everyone in the world should have been able to hear it. It was that loud. This is the best I can explain it; it sounded as if metal was being torn from metal, or being twisted in some sick way. It lasted for about three seconds at the most. But this was no ordinary sound. It felt like it came from my mind or inside my body. Like there was no outside source. The frequency at which it sounded, could only been it came from right in the room, but it was a sound that was impossible to reproduce, I'm sure.
I laid there for about five seconds, with my heart pounding after it had already skipped a few beats. Then my mom asks out loud "What was that?" I pretended like I was asleep, because it was so odd that I was pretty sure it wasn't real and maybe it was attributed to me falling asleep too fast or something of the sort. Hearing her ask if anyone else heard it made me want to freak out. Still, I didn't say anything. Until she asked about a minute later. To which I promptly yelled "No!" in an irritated tone of voice, just to get her from trying to bring it up. I didn't believe it. To this day, I don't know what it could have been.
But this is the thing that freaks me out the most; nobody in our room besides me and her were the ones that actually audibly heard it. My brother didn't hear it. My sister didn't hear it. Nobody. We even asked our neighbors that we new very well, and they didn't hear it either. So the only ones that can talk about it, are her and I.
When she even hints at this moment, I either leave the room, or cut her short in her sentence. Because I can't even talk about it without my heart speeding up or feeling like I'm going to cry.
Does anyone know what that might have been? I know I have researched a little and found that it might have been 'God's horns' or something of that sort, and only certain people can hear it. Still, I want more answers to be able to choose from. That might have been it, because I was a very spiritual person back then more than I am now. Basically, I can't even fathom what it could have been. Has anyone else heard something like that?
Then I would see it as a connection that you both share and can talk to her about. In doing so I think it will help you work through the fear you still carry and maybe discover more information about your inherited gifts. And by having this experience you now have the ability to recognize bad things and can avoid them in the future.