I have been seeing spirits for sometimes. One time, my friend, my sister, and I kept seeing this one spirit. I was really young then. The spirit was just a pair of green eyes staring at me. My friend would see it at his house and my sister said she saw them, too. We all got negative vibes from this spirit. We thought it was evil. We gave it the nick name, "Green Eyes".
Okay, so we were not so creative. But they would glow and we were trying to fight them off. Green Eyes was our enemy. We knew he was causing some of the bad things to happen. After about 3 years, we chased it off. The spirit never came back and we thought ourselves to be heroes.
My parents don't believe I have any psychic abilities whatsoever. They are so wrong.
Any ideas on convincing them of my powers? Please comment. Also, all of you go down south, watch for hurricanes. I think I figured out something. See my other post, Something Bad Is Going to Happen. It may not appear for I just posted it today, so if it's not there, my bad. Oops.
Any way please comment all you want I'll try to talk to you guys, too. I need help on many things so any help would be great! Thanks for taking interest in me! Well, I need to go!
This experience shook me to the core as there was a real physical response.
For big picture purpose: We lived in a 4 floor split home. When my baby sister was born I was moved to the sub basement. Only about 4 feet below ground. And the basement was about 8 stairs down from there with a crawl space.
For many months I would have night mares and wake up too my walls glowing green or bugs that always went away when others came into my room. Or objects not being where I left them. My parents did not think much of my complaints. This was also the house I had my last flair up of sleep walking and talking.
The incident I am about to describe was the only time I saw "it." We moved shortly after.
It was on a normal sunny afternoon where I had come home from school. I was in the sub basement beside my room on my way to the end of the living space where our Dog was penned.
I was going to let him outside when I felt a slight breeze from the open door to the basement. Ceaser our shepard mix was happy until that moment. As I turned to look at the stairs down, he began to growl and bark a bit. I wish I wanted to turn and ask him what was wrong but I knew as soon as I laid eyes on it. About mid way up the stair case I would estimate around 5'8" was a dark humonoid shadow with big GLOWING GREEN EYES. The stairs were not lit currently and natural light was behind me by Ceaser so the eyes were very prominent.
I felt my body hair stand up, and for a split second I could not move. It stared at me for what could only be a moment but felt much longer. Ceaser began to go balistic and broke free. As he did the figure shot up the stairs right into me with a decent gust of air. Ceaser bolted straight down the stairs barking like mad and I just stood there. I don't remember what happened after. I feel like my step dad came downstairs to see what the commotion was but I do not recall the rest of that evening. Or when Ceaser calmed down.
This was so scary I remember it to this day vividly, 16 years later. I had lots of wierd stuff happen as a kid and a very stressful home life. But I swear it was real and it was evil. I felt it. It physically moved me. Plus our Dog saw it too. Thinking back it still fills me with Dred. I hope to never see it ever again. 😨