Skeleton, Blanket, Imaginary Friend And Sleep Talk

First of all, I'd like to introduce myself. I am a 16 year old who currently lives in the state of California. I've lived in México about half of my life and I've had experiences there too. I have lots of questions, but the one I really need to get answered is: Are ghosts attracted to certain traits or qualities of certain people?

The majority of the following experiences I've only had in México. These are only some of the experiences I've had and I will post more later.

My grandparents used to live in a small village called San José del Tule located in the state of Jalisco. My mom and I went over there because my grandpa had recently suffered his 4th heart attack and was very ill. We had been living there for a year, so I was three. Anyways, one night, I was getting ready to go asleep, when a skeleton walks into my room. The skeleton had no flesh at all and was about my height (right now I guess it was some kid's skeleton). This walking skeleton came into my room almost, if not every, night and jittered its jaws at me (I don't know if it said anything, I was too scared) and I would run off to fetch an elder, usually my mom, grandma, or grandpa. When I walked back into my room with one of the elders, the skeleton would be gone and I would receive a spanking and be sent to bed, terrified. This happened for about a year until my grandpa came to believe me.

Papa Alfredo (my grandpa) likes sitting out at night and staring into nothingness. Like I said, around a year later, he was sitting outside when he heard something on the roof. Thinking it was a robber, my grandpa naturally went for a flashlight and a gun. He beamed the flashlight on the roof and that's when he saw what's been scaring me for a year. Yep, the skeleton now climbed down from the roof and jittered his jaws at him! He said he was so scared he couldn't react for a while, but that when he started to, the skeleton was already running off into the darkness. We never saw it again.

When I was around 4 and a half, I woke up to a blood-curdling series of screams. The scariest ones I have ever heard. What was strange about these screams was that they were loud enough to wake up the whole village and yet only a few people witnessed it. Even more impressive was the fact that my grandpa (again) and I ran out only to witness that the source of this was what appeared to be a large blanket/carpet like object flying over the village. My grandpa tells me nowadays that it reoccurs every now and then.

This experience, I don't know what to make out of it. Around 5, I met a play-mate in my grandpa's house. Everyday I would talk and play with this being that was invisible to the rest of the world. My mom found this abnormal, so I got sent to a psychiatrist and they told my mom it was normal. They said everyone develops an "imaginary friend" around this age. Well I would play with my friend all day long and we were happy. Well one day he became selfish. He wanted everything to himself and wouldn't share. He started scratching and punching me. I started having scratch marks and bruises and my mom thought I fell or I was doing them to myself for attention. I told her it was my friend and she would not believe me. I went to the psychiatrist and they also thought it was self inflected. But my "friend" started getting more and more violent. He seemed to get happiness from my pain, because he would disorganize my room and I would be forced to clean it. He would laugh his head off. I had lots of bruises and cuts by now and I would only get the blame. Well one day my mom decided to believe me for some reason. She put a camera in my room and taped the clothes and toys moving by their own will. She taped me sleeping peacefully while my clothes started absorbing blood for no reason (well reason being was I was being cut). She freaked. She started looking for "help". She found someone who said that if you scold certain spirits, they go away, which is exactly what she did. She just walked into my room and started scolding the air. I wasn't present at the moment, so I didn't know what occurred until later, when my "friend" didn't show up anymore. Until now, I don't see my friend anymore.

I don't know if this has anything to do with spirits, but I also have entire conversations in my sleep. I've been recorded before and it seems like a normal conversation, like I'm talking to a person right next to me. I only have them on random nights and they seem rational. But, for your information, I'd had these conversations outside of México as well.

Well, those are some of my experiences, most of these in México, and I'll post more of them later. I'm new to this community, but I hope some of you can comment on how your experiences relate, or answer my question, or any other comment is fine.