I am new to submitting stories on here but I have been reading ghost stories off of YGS everyday for about a year. In advance I would like to apologize for any grammar mistakes I will make.
My first experience with the paranormal was when I was maybe 4 and I was sitting on my sister's "Sabrina" bed and I was waiting for her to come back from the kitchen. So where I am sitting on her bed I can see straight into the hall. I am just sitting there when I see something run by and, me thinking it was my sister, I call after her and chase whatever this was. When I come to where it had ran, I see nothing and being a four year old I didn't think much of it.
My next experiences all happened around the same time when I was 10. I started hearing whispers saying my name and I started feeling as if someone was behind me at night. I would wake up every night around three or so. One night I woke up to see the outline of my passed away grandfather standing in my doorway. Another night I saw what appeared to be my sister standing in the hallway, staring at me. I wave at her and she just looks at me with no emotion and goes into our bathroom. The next morning I see her come out of her room and realize that she is NOT wearing the same pajamas as she was that night.
In 2011 my other sister Samantha had bad depression, etc. And her negative feelings seemed to be manifesting an evil spirit because me and my mother would often see black shadowy figures in her room/entering her room. Also, my family and I are Christians so we often anointed our house and rebuked demons from it.
One afternoon I felt something bad coming from my sister's room and I prayed in my head to rebuke all demons out. Right after I rebuked, I heard a bang come from my sister's room. Since my sister has moved we have had no more problems with any evil things like that.
In 2013 I woke up from sleeping and saw a man's head and shoulders floating above my bed and he waved at me so I waved back and fell asleep with him continuing to wave at me.
And now in 2015 I heard occasional footsteps, the feeling of someone's presence and my mother has heard me and Sabrina calling for her when no one else was home.
Thank you for reading my story and please leave a comment.
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