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I don't know where to begin. I was very young when I first had an experience with the
paranormal. I can't remember my exact age but I was little. I can recall however, being about 7
years old. My sister who is older than I, was babysitting me on a school vacation. She was
in her room on the phone and I was in my room playing. Out of nowhere someone screamed, it
was a female. She had thought it was me, I thought it was her, it was neither one of us. After
that other things started to happen that only I seemed to be aware of. Nothing major, things
being moved in my room, I didn't understand any of it and really was not scared until I got a
bit older. For my 10th birthday, my mom had gotten me a very very large stuffed animal. She
used to work for Gerber when they had a plant out here in my city, Woonsocket to be
exact and this stuffed animal was from China. We had moved to another part of the city and
stranger, more scary things started to happen. I had come home from school and found my
large stuffed animal on the living room floor. I know I had it on my bed, that is where I always
kept it. I put it back in my room, went to the bathroom or something and heard a thump.
My animal was back on the living room floor. No one else was home at the time, my sister
had walked in and asked me what was wrong. I told her and she said it was just my mind
playing tricks on me. Even at the age of 10 I knew that was far from the truth. One night I
was in my room trying to sleep and I heard what sounded like whispering but I could not
make out what the words were or who it was let alone what it was. Another night I had
fallen asleep on the couch and heard a thump in my bedroom. My parents woke up and
I had gone into my own bed but that was not so. When I got up the next morning my
animal was on the floor by my closet, at this point I did not want this stuffed toy any
longer. I remember during another school day off or a vacation, I had my best friend
sleep over. We were in the living room having a snack that my sister made us, she had
gone to the store for my dad before he had gotten home from work, my friend and I
had gone into my bedroom to clean up and we heard a loud thump. This animal again was
on the living room floor. Her and I had put this thing in my parents closet, she was even
" freaked " out. I remember her asking if we had a ghost. A year later we had moved again
because the house had solded. This is where things really got out of control. I had put
this stuffed thing away in our basement for my niece for when she got older. The first
two weeks in our new home was quiet, nothing out of the ordinary until one night. I was
in my room getting ready to go to bed. The duffle bag I had on my bed post started
moving, on it's own. I thought I shook the bed, I had gone into the bathroom and heard
a bang that came from my room. My parents were both down stairs watching T.V. with my
sister and niece. It was the sound of something falling, as though something had fallen
off my bureau. I went into my room and found a nick nack that was on my dresser on the
floor. Then I noticed my closet light was on when I knew I shut it off. Another night I was
woken to my stereo changing stations by itself, lights turning on by themselves, things
falling off of shelves, and then the T.V. clicking off by itself. I remember one night distinctly
seeing a green dotted light go from one end of my room to the other and my stereo
changing stations again. I remember one day walking past the bathroom into my nieces room
to clean up for my parents and the bathroom light turned on by itself. Another night I had
fallen asleep in the living room because I was too scared to sleep in my own room and my
dad let me camp out on the living room floor. I was woken up to what felt like someone
picking me up and just dropping me. The next day when I came home from school I took
this stuffed animal out of the basement and threw it in the dumpster. Things still kept
happening and no one else was experiencing any of this but me. When I was 13, I had
gotten permission from my parents to attend Military School. My dad was a Navy veteran,
and it wasn't until then that I realized that stuffed animal had nothing to do with what I was
experiencing. It was something that was happening since I was little. But why only me? Who
or what was it? When I had returned home for graduation, all the activity seemed to just
vanish. I then started to study paranormal pshychology. To this day I still don't have the
answers I now seem desperate for.
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