All of My Paranormal Experiences

Apparently the supernatural entities of our world really like me. I've been seeing and hearing these kinds of things since I was about six.

My first experience was a ghost. I was walking up the stairs to the apartment building I've always lived in. I saw this figure cloaked in a white cloth. It was kinda like, a white grim reaper. That sounded bad. But you get what I mean. Then, later, I saw the same thing standing in my bedroom. I was super freaked out!

It wasn't for a few years until I would sometimes hear things. Every night, I'd hear a choir singing in my bedroom. I really, really hate choirs. They freak me out. It's so weird how their voices are all in synch. The choir singing thing still happens to me sometimes, but not as much anymore.

Another night, probably during or after the choir thing, I was sleeping without the covers on. Suddenly, I blink, and my sheet is being thrown over my head, and I can see the silhouette of this alien standing over me, and it reaches under my and forces me to arch my back up. I suddenly blinked and woke up gasping for air and my back was arched super high, like in a kind of unnatural, painful way.

This was the experience I am most sure about. I was NOT crazy. I was about eight. Every night, I would hear this tapping on my window. Whenever I would pull back the curtain, the tapping would stop. I kept telling my mom someone was tapping at my window, but she insisted it was just another noise in bedroom. The tapping went on for about four days. One night, I had enough. I roughly pulled my curtains apart from my window. Outside, I saw this weird... creature. I don't know how to describe it. It was like, a giant white doll. It had a creepy face with hollow eyes and an open mouth. It was pretty far away, maybe about 6 feet. It was kind of thrashing around. I quickly closed my curtains and curled up in my bed. I was so fucking scared. I haven't seen it since then.

In June this year, I was on vacation in Orlando. We were staying in a resort that was pretty nice. Nobody had probably died in the room we were staying in. I was up late at night, past midnight. I got up to go to the bathroom, as I was closing the door, I heard a scream from behind me. I quickly slammed the door shut. I curled up in a corner and hid. I heard faint whispered coming from outside the door. Then I heard something else. I heard my mom yelling my name, but from afar, like she was outside the hotel room. Then I heard noises like a car pileup, even further away. My mom's screams became more urgent. At the same time, I heard whispers from right outside the bathroom door. I felt insane. I cried. I hid in the bathroom until seven in the morning when my brother came knocking on the door shouting about how he was gonna piss his pants.

My babysitters, whom I had until I was about eleven, were kind kooky. They were extremely spiritual communists who both spoke Chinese, but one of them was from bumfuck nowhere Ohio and grew up in one of those weird non-denominational Christian sects. One day I asked; "Do you think there's any ghosts in this apartment building?" He responded, "Oh, yeah. This building's pretty old, and with all the drug addicts and such who live here, people have definitely died here. So, yeah, probably haunted."

I'm really not sure if any of the entities I've encountered were harmful, as I'm not even sure if they were real.