When I was four years old, I believed that to be my first memory of my first memorable

paranormal experience.

Even though at the time I didn't know what paranormal was, it was just something I experienced.

I remember sitting on a bed at my auntie's new place in Klamath Falls, Oregon.

And I just remember seeing out of the corner of my eye, up towards the ceiling, just the

top half of an old woman.

And I remember she just kept talking like really bad to me and my cousin and saying

that we're bad people and we stole her money and we're a bunch of thieves and liars and

all of these things and being a little girl, right, you don't really know what to do.

In my mind, it was just some older lady being mean to me.

So I remember I jumped off the bed, you know, kind of mad.

And I went and I ran, I grabbed my grandpa and I brought him in and I said, this lady's

being mean to us in here.

And credit to my grandpa for not saying, oh, it's your imagination or anything.

He just looked around the room.

My grandpa's this big towering six foot three man, right?

And he just looked and he asked me where I saw her and he just said, you know what?

You guys aren't bad people.

You're just little girls.

Just don't pay any attention to her.

Just ignore her.

So I said, okay.

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