My first experience with the paranormal was age twelve. One night while my sister and I were sleeping, we were awaken by footsteps, pacing back and forth through dried leaves outside our window. Thinking we had a peeping tom, I slipped to my parent’s room and told them. My brother who was in the adjacent room, went to check it out, but returned saying nobody was there, nor was there a leaf in sight. He further stated laughing, it was just our imaginations running wild. With Dad’s assurance we went to bed; however, I was too frightened to sleep. As I lay there in the darkness my sister gave out a terrifying scream. I just knew we were fixing to be murdered. Everybody in the house bolted to our room in their underwear. Now picture this, we had company spending the night, and there they stood too. Nobody seemed to notice as Dad flipped on the light. My sister had this look of horror on her pale face. She lay there in a trance, as Dad shook her back to her senses. Finally she cried out hysterically that a huge man in a cloaked hooded garment had floated across the room and started choking her. Just before she couldn’t breathe, she managed to scream and he vanished. After Dad assured her it was just a nightmare, she calmed down and everybody returned to bed. The next morning, the people that were spending the night with us, said that they got up around 3:00A.M., and discovered the front door standing wide open. Now the eerie thing about this was everyone had checked and rechecked that door before and after each incident. Was the open door a sign of the departure of the paranormal? I don’t know, but I do know it wasn’t my last experience.
Also, not only was our Trailer, the Propane Business, and contents in our trunk spared, but our little dog that had been in our Town Car, a couple of hours earlier. For while we were eating in that resturant, the electrical system could have sparked and ignited and burned our little furry son alive, so we were very thankful that it happened when it did, and for the appearance of the unknown young man who came to our door.
I don’t know what happened to that young man, after he gave us his warning, but my spouse and I believe he was an Angel sent to protect us from harm. A human being would have stuck around to make sure we made it out safely, that the Fire Department arrived and put the fire out; and if nothing else stayed out of curiosty, but since he was an Angel, he already knew what the outcome was.