Paranormal?
I never told this to anyone, not because I was afraid but because I simply never had the occasion to. Nonetheless, sharing this memory still feels special to me.
As to why I decide to make it known is because I wish to not take this potentially extraordinary experience into the grave with me.
Anyway, when I was around eight years old I happened to find myself home alone. Contrary to what you would expect, it was the middle of a bright summer day.
I remember lying in my bed and reading through all the PS2 game manuals I had - I enjoyed reading them over and over again.
At one point, I've noticed something moving in the hallway - as my bedroom did not have a door so that my parents could hear me at all times. I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking at but there clearly was movement right outside my bedroom.
It made no sound and invoked no feeling - just curiosity. I kept looking at it, trying to wrap my head around what can be described as a cloud of smoke - a smudge of black that was kind of see-through but not really.
Squeezing my eyes, I finally made sense of that mess and realized that what I was looking at were silhouettes of people, specifically soldiers.
They looked like your typical WW2 soldier you would see in a war movie, except they were more like shadows or again, a cloud of smoke - I could easily see through them but make out their distinct shape and features at the same time.
I did not at the time realize they looked like soldiers, I was only about 8 after all.
What's even more interesting is one of them appeared to notice me - turning his head towards me, he took a single step into my room at looked around, only to pull back into the hallway and never come back.
Their small group then walked behind the door frame and I never saw them again. I did not try to approach or look for them - not out of fear, but rather because I did not feel the desire to do so.
What seems to stuck out to me a lot is that I never felt scared. Quite the opposite actually, what I felt can only be described as comfort. Something about their presence felt reassuring to me, although I cannot remember anything which would cause me to feel this specific way.
Back to the story, I never told my parents or anyone else about what happened - I just kind of forgot about it until years later.
When I was 12, I heard from one of my friends at school, that my house used to be a military base during World War 2. This sounded really cool, so I asked my mother about it and she told me that the building did in fact serve as barracks and eventually a field hospital during WW2.
I didn't immediately make the connection - only once I randomly remembered my encounter I realized what I saw were soldiers. I could see their helmets and uniforms very vividly in my memory - which I still can.
I don't want to say that this memory feels haunting or disturbing, but it definitely makes me wonder about afterlife whenever it pops into my head at random.
As to why I decide to make it known is because I wish to not take this potentially extraordinary experience into the grave with me.
Anyway, when I was around eight years old I happened to find myself home alone. Contrary to what you would expect, it was the middle of a bright summer day.
I remember lying in my bed and reading through all the PS2 game manuals I had - I enjoyed reading them over and over again.
At one point, I've noticed something moving in the hallway - as my bedroom did not have a door so that my parents could hear me at all times. I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking at but there clearly was movement right outside my bedroom.
It made no sound and invoked no feeling - just curiosity. I kept looking at it, trying to wrap my head around what can be described as a cloud of smoke - a smudge of black that was kind of see-through but not really.
Squeezing my eyes, I finally made sense of that mess and realized that what I was looking at were silhouettes of people, specifically soldiers.
They looked like your typical WW2 soldier you would see in a war movie, except they were more like shadows or again, a cloud of smoke - I could easily see through them but make out their distinct shape and features at the same time.
I did not at the time realize they looked like soldiers, I was only about 8 after all.
What's even more interesting is one of them appeared to notice me - turning his head towards me, he took a single step into my room at looked around, only to pull back into the hallway and never come back.
Their small group then walked behind the door frame and I never saw them again. I did not try to approach or look for them - not out of fear, but rather because I did not feel the desire to do so.
What seems to stuck out to me a lot is that I never felt scared. Quite the opposite actually, what I felt can only be described as comfort. Something about their presence felt reassuring to me, although I cannot remember anything which would cause me to feel this specific way.
Back to the story, I never told my parents or anyone else about what happened - I just kind of forgot about it until years later.
When I was 12, I heard from one of my friends at school, that my house used to be a military base during World War 2. This sounded really cool, so I asked my mother about it and she told me that the building did in fact serve as barracks and eventually a field hospital during WW2.
I didn't immediately make the connection - only once I randomly remembered my encounter I realized what I saw were soldiers. I could see their helmets and uniforms very vividly in my memory - which I still can.
I don't want to say that this memory feels haunting or disturbing, but it definitely makes me wonder about afterlife whenever it pops into my head at random.
[DE]
[TOR]
Perhaps spirits that might have died in those barracks who still linger there.
I'm not blaming ""Schizophrenia"", but I do believe it's how we are seeing it. I'm not saying you're bullshitting, but I am not also saying this could be true.
Regardless, this is very interesting.
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>>3801
Not schizophrenia. Spirits are very real. It isn't common for the deceased to be wandering around (or be attached to) places that may be of their interest.
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>>3802
[US-CA]
Isn't uncommon*
[US-CA]
Schizophrenia in children is extremely rare and OP doesn't mention anything similar ever happening again
[PL]
that couldve been a dream OP