I have read most of the stories on this web site and even though my experiences are not as scary as them, I thought I would submit them anyway. Let me know what you think?
1) My first ever encounter, I was about 22 years old and lived with my parents in South Harrow, Middlesex (UK). My sister and I used to share a room, as the room was only small we had bunk beds, I slept on the bottom and my sister on the top. One night as usual we got into bed, the light went off and I cuddled up under the duvet, I must have laid there for about 5 minutes with my eyes closed, willing sleep, when I felt something in the room. I opened my eyes and at the bottom of my bed was a figure of a man squatting at the end of my bed (the top bunk was really low so you couldn't sit up), well as you can imagine I threw the cover over my head and pushed my hand up to hit the above mattress to wake my sister, when she asked what was wrong, a looked over the duvet while telling her what I had seen and the man had gone. I didn't sleep well after that!
2) My second was when I had moved out and was lodging with my friend and her 5 year old boy in Pinner, Middlesex. It was a small 2 bedroom flat on the third floor, there was always something really weird about the hallway in the flat, you would see things (shadows) from the corner of your eye moving down the hall. A few times I had been woken up by 3 short knocks on my door and when I would open it there would be no one on the other side, thinking that it was the my friends, I rang up the hall to the living room only to find that they were out. I told my friend about this and her mum freaked me out by saying when you hear 3 knocks on your door someone close to you is going to die, but she did say that it was three long knocks and what I heard was more raps. We used to smell a certain aftershave every now and again also, when we had no men living in the flat.
3) My third and final encounter was when I was living in Pinner, I was laying on my bed with my back to the room, facing the window, when suddenly I got a smell of my auntie's aroma, (my auntie died of cancer when I was 18 years old, also she was from scotland) I felt her presence behind me, I didn't dare turn around, and I said very quickly out loud "please leave" and she left the room and I haven't felt her since, sometimes I wish I'd turned around and not said what I said, maybe she wanted to speak to me or tell me something, or as she was very psychic when she was alive and saw plenty of spirits, good and bad, perhaps she was telling me there was an after life after all!
I got told last summer when I went to a wedding in Scotland by my cousin that I have someone watching over me to guide me and that I have special gifts I haven't yet learnt to use!
How do you learn to use them?
Hope you enjoyed my small experiences.
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