My name is Kris I'm 17 now but my story stars when I was just a few days old. You see ever since the day I came home from the hospital on the day of my birth I have always had a strong connection to spirits or apparitions but I'll explain that on another post now for my story.
The story was told to me by my parents considering I have no recollection of it. You see I was born in Fairmont like any normal kid well days passed and eventually when my mom recovered we came home. For the first few days everything seemed normal all up until one day when my dad was at work my mom was laid on the couch watching TV and I was laying on her chest asleep. Well my mom saw a huge black figure walking toward the couch it came right up to her knelt down and rested its head on my back. My mom held her breath and waited for it to disappear.
The next day my mom had tried to block that from her memory, but still wondered what she had seen. Well later that night my mom had put me in my crib about half an hour passed and she was coming to check on me well when she came to the kitchen she saw the same black figure walking into my room well all my mom said was "please don't go in there" and the figure vanished.
Well the next day my dad was asleep and I was in my crib sleeping well something told my dad to wake up and check on me when he opened the door my grandma who had died several days before I was born was holding me on the couch. My dad paused as my grandma bunky looked up she raised her finger to her lips and said "shhhhh he's asleep". My dad walked over slowly held out his arms she placed me in his hands and got up and faded away as she walked out the door.
I may have been too young to remember this but I still feel cold chills when I think of this story