I was about four or so when this happened...
We had just moved into our apartment, my mom and dad went out for a smoke so I followed with them, and I started dancing and talking to someone, I could see perfectly. Brown hair, about 5'10", old looking clothes... All of a sudden my mom asked "Who are you talking to?" I glared at her and said "Joey. But he's sad." and she asked "Why is he sad?" and I answered "Because he died. He shot himself." My mom and dad were in complete shock, Joey was my mom's brother and he committed suicide before I was even born and never in my life did they tell me about him.
The following night I went to bed by myself, because of course as a kid I wanted to be a big girl so I slept by myself, I rolled over then opened my eyes because something woke me up, and I saw the same figure standing in my doorway, staring at me. I thought it was my dad or something, so I shrugged it off and lay back down. Then I woke up again, this time the room was completely freezing, and I had the heater on the whole time and had a good amount of three covers over me because it was snowing and freezing. This went on for about three months I would to say. I thought it would stop, but it seemed to get worse and worse.
My 5th birthday I was with my grandma since my parents went out. It was about midnight when I went to bed; my grandma fell asleep on the couch. I felt something pull the covers off of me and grabbed my leg, but it disappeared when I woke up. It left a bruise on my leg; the pressure was what woke me up. A year after that we finally moved into a two storey house, my room happened to be on the top. There was about... Two flights of stairs to go down to where you reached the living room. One night I rolled over and was unable to sleep, so I got out of my bed and headed down stairs to go into the kitchen to get a glass of chocolate milk, the last flight of stairs something grabbed me and threw me down, ended up waking my mom up by crying my eyes out.
I still shudder at the thought.
Why would you, as a young child, make up a story that bears a huge resemblance to truthful events and people's names? You know what you saw... It was so clear in your mind back then. And the fact that you had no prior knowledge about your uncle before it happened is simply remarkable