My first paranormal experience happened when I was four, almost five years old. I had been staying overnight with my siblings in my uncles old farmhouse. I woke in the middle of the night because I had to go to the bathroom. Someone was sitting in the chair next to the bed, when I first woke, I thought it might be my mother. But when I LOOKED it gave me a jolt!! Whatever this was, it was in some sort of black hood/cape, the face looked skeletal. I literally had stopped breathing on seeing it, it was such a shock! I gulped air into my lungs and quickly turned over, burrowing against my younger sister back and needless to say, going to the bathroom was not on my list of priorities....because I had wet myself as well. But there was NO WAY I was turning back around. There was no movement, no sound during this, just the figure. In the morning, everything was back to normal, except for me. I will NEVER forget it.
My second experience happened shortly thereafter at another relatives home. I was again sleeping with my younger sister when something started tickling my foot and then grabbed my ankle. I thought it was her and turned over to tell her to STOP, but she was fast asleep.
And those two experiences were my introduction to the paranormal, which has fascinated me from then until now.
