I must start my experience with a quick prequel: The house I grew up in was in the central valley of California, and I believed it to be haunted. My mother, three out of six brothers, cousin, and uncle all experienced paranormal activity in the form of apparitions, unexplained noises/voices and night terrors. This house became the breeding ground to many unfortunate activities, all of which my family was responsible for. To give you an idea, there was a time when alcoholism, drug addiction, sexual/physical/mental/emotional abuse and basic moral corruption took place in the home.
With that said, my experience occurred when I was 17yrs old. I was up at dawn getting ready for a cross country meet and my dad was going to take me. I was going to the kitchen to get some water and passed the bathroom where my dad was shaving his morning beard. As I passed my father and headed to the kitchen, something caught my attention in the living room. I turned to look and saw this massive dark figure sitting on the end of the sofa. Because it was dawn, the living room was still cloaked in darkness. While the figure itself had no detail to its face and body, I could feel it staring at me. Its size dwarfed the living room, as it towered as high as the ceiling.
The worst came when the dark figure whispered my name (actually my nickname, what my family calls me). I suddenly felt this horrible feeling of dread and fear engulf my whole body, the hairs standing straight up on my arms. I ran back to my father to see if he was still in the bathroom, which he was. He and I were the only ones in the home (by this time my mother divorced my dad and moved to a nearby city).
This experience still haunts me because it was so frightening and traumatizing. I truly believe that when people behave immorally and destructively, they are capable of introducing evil spirits or negative energy into their home. My father still lives in this house, but he claims to never have experienced anything. Whenever I go visit him, the memory of my experience still makes me feel uneasy in the home.
Thank you for taking the time to read my experience.
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