posted on May, 14 2009 @ 01:57 AM
I have wanted to make a post about this for quite a while, but just didn't, mainly out of fear of being called a lunatic. I realize now that really
doesn't matter. I've alluded to it in a few of my prior posts, but no one ever really commented on it.
When I was a kid, maybe 6 or 7 years old, I can't recall exactly.. I was sleeping at my grandmother's house in Anaheim, CA. I had a room to myself
across the hall from my grandma's room. I woke up in the middle of the night and lay there staring at a featureless white being wearing a blue
colored nightgown with tiny red flowers on it. This nightgown I recall looked familiar to me, but after searching through both my mother's and
grandmother's closets, I couldn't find it. It appeared to be made of flannel.
So anyway, I laid there staring at this thing trying to think of what to do. I remember thinking it was a ghost so I could probably run through it and
out of the room. So that is what I tried. What I remember from this point was hitting something hard with my head while running at full speed. (to
this day i wonder if i ran into the thing or into a wall) I took a spill got up, and panicked ran into my grandma's room and woke her up.
I told her what was going on, she thought I was full of it of course and walked with me back into the room, and nothing was there.
Over the years, I have thought about this little event. I tried to write it off as little kid half asleep hallucination etc but I just can't do that.
This was very very real.
The being was pure white, and motionless standing(?) next to the bed. the face had no features, but it had a discernable head. Like pure white light.
I had thought that the nightgown it had on was my mother's or grandmother's, but i could never find it either of their closets afterward. This was
just my impression at the time it was happening.
I am sitting here trying to debunk myself. I know it wasn't a creepy human dressing in my grandma's nightclothes. I know it wasn't human period. I
wasn't touched or molested in any way. I woke up, I stared at it for a few minutes scared out of my mind trying to decide what to do, then the
This is a memory I cannot shake, and to be honest I wish I could because no one I have ever spoken to has offered any sort of explanation other than
ghost, which I am not sure I really believe either. Although I remember that was also my first impression.
I realize this is way out there, but I wanted to just put it up because as I said, I haven't had any answers forthcoming in all these years, so if
anyone else has any similar experience or insight into this, it'd be very much appreciated.