When I was still small I was just a typical kid running about, playing with other children in the neighborhood. I don't have a clear idea of what paranormal was. It started when I was about four years old. In front of our house there were many mango trees that stood there. I would always play there not having a care in the world as long as I was having fun and not knowing of the entities that were there.
It was a usual day for me playing with my friends until dark, then as we were playing there I saw something in the branch of the tree. It was a girl with a white dress with long hair but it had no face, just sitting there and somewhat looking at the direction where my friends were. I didn't get scared because I thought it was my imagination but I felt goosebumps that time. She was just sitting there with her feet dangling and she was stroking her hair. I was just staring at her until one of my friends asked me what was I looking at. I pointed at the branch where she was. My friend told me that she does not see anything, but the girl was still there. Then, when one of my friends pushed me and said that my yaya was calling me it distracted my attention towards the girl.
My yaya who was calling me told me to go inside the house already because it was getting too late. When I came to here I told her what I saw. She just gave me a shocked face and immediately diverted my attention. I saw her telling it to my parents and brother. I went to them and asked. They said it was nothing, that I just ignore it. So being a kid I did what they said.
But as I grew older my brother told me that he had the same experience as I had when he was small, they didn't tell me what it was then because they don't want me to entertain such things and they don't want me to be scared. So that was the time that I realized that I too inherited the gift in our family.