These are pretty ineffectual and not super interesting but here’s a couple of weird things that have happened…
1- Once when I was pretty little, around 10?, I went up the coast with my dad to visit a mate of his and go for a swim in the ocean even though I can barely swim. This part of the ocean is pretty wild so it was pretty irresponsible. Either way, I take a massive surf board out alone while they’re sitting on the beach talking and I get completely wiped out. While little me is tumbling around under water in the surf I start to think ‘I’m going to die’ because I don’t know where I am. Then- CLEAR AS DAY- a completely unfamiliar adult voice talks in my head and says something like: “Don’t breathe yet. Hold your breath a little bit longer and swim towards the light”. I got out fine and really fear the ocean since (everyone should anyway).
2- Years later, a mate of mine (early teenagers like 12 or 13) stays over one night and, being giggly little kids still, we go to bed around 10 or 11 and just sort of lie there talking in the dark. Now, even at a stretch, we might’ve been whispering talking for maybe 2 hours…. all of a sudden mid conversation (PSSHH!!) for a split second the whole room is as bright as daylight. Brighter than daylight even. We sort of keep talking for maybe another couple of sentences and then, “Did you just see the whole room light up?” “Yeah..” “I wonder what the fuck that was…” and then just keep talking for a little while. Something that only popped into my head yeeeears later (that now is really odd) is that at some point my mum comes in and tells us off because it’s 4am! We did as we were told, of course… Even now, I remember that we couldn’t believe we’d been chatting for that long and were surprised when we got told off. Missing time? Who knows…
3- This wasn’t me but my mum. She grew up in a small village in Scotland. Oddly enough, my Granny (who is sort of a SUPER devout Catholic these days) was into spiritualist meetings, etc. back then. When I was growing up, my mum used to say that “she knows there are ghosts, because she’s seen one”; and always blamed my granny for letting a ghost follow her home from one of the meetings…. So, the story goes: one night she’s sleeping in a bunk bed with her twin sister while her other little sister is sleeping across the room. I think she was around 10 years old at the time. Her and her twin wake up one night and see this glowing white thing appear in the room just staring at them… All mum’s ever been fixated on was it’s eyes- “It had these giant black black eyes….”
What does that sound like? Exactly. Nowadays, mum is completely 100% certain it was a ‘Grey’ and does her own reading about it… The encounter was over pretty quickly because mum and her sister just started screaming hysterically and it just blipped away and disappeared.
