Supernatural Experiences

I have had a fair share of supernatural experience.

The earliest most note-worthy experience I had was when I was nine. A relative I had never known, my great-great-grandmother, had just died. She had written a will, but told no one where she had placed it. The whole family was in a greedy panic, trying to see who inherited what. The adults were all at eachother's throats, especially my mother and auntie. They were fighting over some dishware or something, I can't quite remember. For several weeks, they tore through her house. I think it was during the second week that I was finally brought to the house because my mother couldn't find anyone to watch me and my stepfather was at work. I remember that there was a lot of chaos, so I spent my time playing "by myself" in the front room. I remember an old lady coming to play with me and at one point, she took me into the kitchen where my mother was, quite out of her mind. The lady told me that her will was in with the cookie pans in the bottom, far-left cupboard. I told my mother, and that was where she found it soon after.

Another experience that I can't forget is when I was fourteen, just before I moved in with my auntie. It was around 11:00 pm, and I needed to go downstairs for food. I had only gotten a few steps down when I suddenly felt very cold and I had this feeling that I really did not want to go down there. By the time I got downstairs, it was freezing, and the heater was on. I thought that something technical was wrong with the POS. I ducked into the kitchen and saw a silhouette on the patio leading to the basement, and it wasn't my mother because she was asleep. It moved down the stairs and into the basement, and I hear this really loud sound, kind of like wood being torn from a building, or something. I made my food as quickly as possible (ramen). A few minutes after that task was completed, my bowl exploded. My only explanation: poltergeist.

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