I have experienced quite a few exceptionally scary things in my life, and I would like to start with experiences I had when I was 18-years old. This was in 2002.
I live in South Africa, and at that point we were living in a house that I had never had any bad or paranormal experiences in until that night. My sister and I had bedrooms divided by plank slats. Before it was one giant room, large enough to fit three full bedroom suites in if necessary. Anyway, my boyfriend at the time was visiting me that Friday night, and my sister was not home. My parents were fast asleep at this point as he and I had been watching movies until quite late. When we decided to go to bed, I took my sister's room and he took mine. I clearly remember saying good night to him and he took a cigarette out and lit it just as I left my room. I got in my sister's bed and instantly fell asleep.
The head part of her bead was pushed up against the window. The instant I fell asleep I dreamt of my cousin who had died 3 years earlier. I had loved her dearly and even up to that point had trouble coming to terms with her death. Especially because she was only 17 years old and she died very suddenly, in her sleep.
In the dream she was standing at the furthest wall in our back yard, then she started walking, heading straight for the window of the bedroom I was sleeping in. She literally walked over the water of the swimming pool, not disturbing a drop. And she had an incredibly sad look on her face. She reached the window and walked through, lifting the curtains in the process. It was at this point that I woke up, flying through the air and hitting the wall at the opposite side of the room. She wasn't there when I hit the floor and jumped up. I ran into my room and my boyfriend had jumped up out of bed when he saw me hit the wall. He still had his cigarette in his hand, not even half way finished. He told me that I hadn't even been in my room for five minutes prior to being thrown out of my bed. Needless to say, I slept in the room with him for the rest of the night.
About a week later I was busy in my room and as I turned to walk out, which meant I had to walk through my sister's part of the room, I got the distinct feeling that she was behind me. Close enough that I could hear her breathe, although it still baffles me that a spirit has to breathe. I was frozen stiff from fear, though I had grabbed the cross that hung around my neck and squeezed it so tight that the points dug holes in my palm. I stood there and finally got the courage to talk. All I could manage was, "If it's really you, please don't show yourself to me. I don't think I can handle it" and she disappeared.
Now, it just so happens that another cousin of mine had similar experiences with her around the same time. She had woken up one night with the distinct feeling that someone was watching her, and when she opened her eyes her curtains were pulled completely open and outside her window stood our cousin, with tears running down her cheeks.
My best friend at that stage was born into a family of clairvoyants. She had the ability to feel entities, but not to talk to them. Her grandmother, on the other hand, could talk to them. This friend came to me at school one day and told me that she had something to tell me but she had no idea how I would take it. I hadn't told anyone about my experiences at that point. She then proceeded to tell me that she was being followed by a young girl, and the girl was keeping her from sleeping at night. She said that her grandmother had told her what the girl looked like, so she grabbed our yearbook from 1999 and showed her a picture of my cousin. Her gran told her that was the girl who was following her around. According to her grandmother, she didn't want us to go to sleep, afraid that we would die as well.
She said that her gran had blessed her that night and she had disappeared, and since then no one has seen her again.
Following other strange experiences, I spoke to the pastor at my Church at that stage and he told me that she could very well have been tethered to the earth because I hadn't accepted her death. I later came to the point of accepting her death and had a dream where she smiled at me and told me she loved me, then she disappeared.
Yes, we were eventually 4 girls who all had experiences with her, right around the same time. She may have been calling out to us, trying to find peace. Or, that's what I believe anyway. She didn't belong here anymore, I think she was trying to find someone who could help her move on.