posted on Jan, 11 2005 @ 10:58 AM
Grrrr...I hate to admit to being anything less than normal, heh, but I've realized for quite some time that I seem to have a past afflicted by
paranormal events. Even as I write, I'm remembering things that I somehow had put out of my mind. The first time I can recall anything strange
happening to me was when I was about 5 years old. My great grandmother had passed away before my birth, and my parents and I had moved into her house
when it was willed to my mother shortly after my great grandmas death. I had never known or seen pictures of my g. grandma, but I was running around
the house playing one day when I saw the nicest little old lady walk through the utility room. She looked over at me while she was walking toward the
bedroom and smiled the sweetest smile. I thought she was the prettiest old lady that I had ever seen, and I went into the living room and asked my
mother who she was...thinking that it was a friend of mom's that I hadn't seen come in while I was playing. My mother asked me what lady I was
talking about, and I took my mom's hand and pulled her to the utility room and toward the bedroom, and looked around all confused wondering where she
went. My mom got a little hysterical and went for her handgun (my dad was on the road driving a truck), and I went to the couch and got a little
scared while mom looked all over the house determined to find this person. After finding no one around and convinced there wasn't anyone there, my
mom sat down beside me and asked me what the woman looked like. As I described her, my mom's raised an eyebrow and looked a bit concerned. She went
to the bedroom closet and got a box of the top shelf. She went through some pictures and asked me if a woman from one of the photos was who I had
seen. It was, and I had described her right down to her green shirt with pretty white flowers, green slacks, and black shoes. My mom told me it was
just an old friend of hers and played it off as nothing serious. It wasn't until about five years later that I found out what had happened. Though I
remembered that day like it was the day before. That was the first time, but certainly not the last time something strange had happened. There was a
time when I saw the shadow man out my bedroom window, and heard a woman scream that nobody else heard. The time my car started driving itself, and a
many others. Now, you have to realize that I was quite the quiet, slightly introverted, and very serious child. I hated liars, and my parents drove me
nuts with their silliness at times. It's a capricornian thing I hear. We tend to be more adult as children and more childish as adults in some sort
of topsy-turvy syndrome. What I tended to do for the longest time until just recently was ignore things of this nature. If it couldn't be explained,
I had no use for it and so I went on about my business as usual...keeping those A's in school. Well, I've gone back to school and am keeping A's
again, but what's changed is I'm not ignoring these things anymore. I'm wondering why. What on earth has caused me to sense what I'm guessing is
other-worldly spirits. I would analytically suppose insanity could be an issue if it weren't for the fact that this started when I was five, and my
life was completely normal, happy, and healthy other than these sporadic events. I've noticed since I've been a member and having viewed various
posts that others, of course, have had similar experiences. What I would like to know is are there any members who have had this kind of frequency of
odd goings on? And what the he%$ should I do about it?