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Many of you probably know that I have had some pretty odd things happen to me. From Ouija boards gone wrong to being woken up at 3 am night every night I've had a lot of occurrences with the paranormal. Now I'm about to share some smaller experiences with you. I seem to attract various kinds of things and it seems I never experience the same thing twice. Everything listed it true and happened within the course of a year, here we go.

The Doors - Last summer I was constantly home alone while my sister was at day care and my other sister was at work, my parents of course were at work as well. I would be listening to my iPod on the couch (I enjoy music to the extent where I must listen to it each and every day) when over the music I could hear doors closing. I would take out an ear bud and sure enough I would hear a door slam. The upstairs hallway has specific pops it makes when you step on it, not even I have found a way to get around them whenever I go through the hall. After the door slammed I would hear a pop from the hallway or possibly a bang from inside one of the upstairs rooms. At the time it was just me, my parents, and my younger sister sleeping up there, my eldest sister slept downstairs. The part I want to really focus on is the fact that it was only the upstairs doors closing, my bedroom is upstairs. I couldn't pinpoint which doors were slamming shut, since all were closed when I got upstairs. I even checked the windows to make sure none were open.

The Light - Now this event has only happened once. While playing with my current dog I was throwing around one of her chew toys in the living room when my older sister got a hold of it. She threw it back to me as a sort of pickle-in-the-middle with the dog. While my attention was on the chew toy and catching it, the light flicked on in the living room. One switch was in clear view as I watched the chew toy; the other was to my left. I knew for a fact that no one had turned the lights on as my sister had her back turned the moment the lights went on. No one else was in the house at the time, and I even asked her if she turned them on. Of course her answer was no.

Different Dimensions? - I had a friend over for the night and while she was trying to sleep I was sneaking in some TV before midnight. I knew she wanted to get to sleep, and even though I was wide-awake I turned off the TV and snuggled down into bed. The clock on my bedside table clicked to 12:00 and I turned over to lie on my side. Before I closed my eyes I saw bright orange. It was like those shirts people wore sometimes, the ones made to look like claws or something else was coming out at you. The rips formed by the claws was exactly was I saw. It was as if someone had ripped through this dimension and I saw into the next. Though I'm still not sure on the dimensions part. All I'm sure of is the fact that I saw it--I was wide-awake and I don't hallucinate--and that whatever it was seemed to give off orange light. As soon as I closed my eyes I could see the image burned into my mind the light was so bright. My friend at the time was trying to get to sleep and admitted she hadn't seen a thing.

Your thoughts?

That's it for now, possibly more later, but I just need some opinions. I swear they're all true, and I just want to know what's going on. With the stories I've read on here, there hasn't really been anyone with the same experiences I've had. With the last story, I've never heard anything like it before, and repeat once again that I was fully-awake (it was during the summer, when school was out, and when I would stay up until 2 most nights). Please comment if you can.

I have had a few supernatural encounters. Nothing particularly scary but very interesting all the same. My first encounter was when I was a young child (about 8) I went to church every Sunday with my parents and once when all the congregation where praying (eyes closed, head down) I saw a monk stood at the altar. At the time I didn't realize what I was seeing and did that thing where you open your eyelids wide with your fingers to ensure your not dreaming or something. I know I didn't imagine it and it was as clear as day. I let the moment pass without saying anything but remember it to this day.

The corner of the church where I saw the Monk I remember always feeling scared when I had to go in there and I would run fast through it, or do what I needed to do and get out quick smart. I wondered if this was just down to being young and not wanting to be alone in a church of all places, but when I go back now I feel the same and quiver all over. It was and still is a modern Methodist church built in the 20th century, carpet and stuff very nice - so not a drafty dark old place, that would create these feelings. - Think I will do a little research on its location.

Second times were at University. I lived with a girl and two lads. The girl had a mother that was a medium. I was studying design and had a large drawing board in my room. I would be drawing away and turn to do something or go make a drink and when I returned, turned back, my pencils, ruler etc would be missing. I would look on the floor to find if it had fell and nothing would be there. I never felt scared and would just say out loud "I am going down stairs when I return I want them back" I would do this and sure enough they would be back as is it never been anywhere. My house mate (the girl) said that she once awoke to a man in her bedroom, I believe her as she said she wasn't scared just could see him there.

Third times were many instances when I worked for an Architects practice in the Peak District. Our Offices where haunted by a similar ghost to the one in my Uni house. He used to walk up and down the spiral staircase in the middle of the office (it was a old house) we would hear his foot steps and see him from the corner of our eyes, also he would take drawing equipment etc. We never felt threatened just aware of him. Once on the ground floor, where our reception was I walked down stairs to find the receptionist talking to herself. I said to her, "who are you talking to" and she said "I thought you were just around the corner" and had been for ten minutes or so as she saw me come down stairs.

Also while working at this practice I had to spend many days on my own in very old Churches that were in the middle of the countryside miles from anywhere. I never saw anything, but I was always VERY apparent to me when I had entered a Church that was haunted. I would be able to feel a presence and also if they were happy with me being there or not.

I got to be aware of this as, all the churches were alike (dark, old, draughty) but some would feel welcoming - just like walking in to your house, others scary.

As I said I never saw anything and whilst surveying towers, crypts, chapels (over 2000 photographs) never ever caught anything on camera (I always checked) but always knew when there was a presence and if it was happy with my presence. If it was happy I would feel content, also aware of them, but not threatened - I used to talk to them to keep me happy.

If it didn't like me being there I would feel not scared just a deep deep sadness (I can feel it now) welling up from inside of me, getting stronger and stronger until I would not be able to take it any longer and I would have to leave or I would have gone crazy. I can only describe it as that sadness, not anger or being scared. Something like when your mad at someone and you bit your tongue, turn the other cheek, but your blood just boils and then you can't help yourself but explode in a fit of rage, or like suffering from vertigo and being high up and just waiting for you inevitable death so you have to get out of there.

I worked with guys that had done the same for almost 50 + years. It was never spoke about if you returned to the office with a half finished survey, it was just silently concluded, accepted that the spirit there was unhappy and there was nothing we could do about it. It happened all the time, and was just treated as an occupational hazard, and we would have to telephone the Vicar and ask them to be in the Church at the same time as we were there. Whether we were in groups our by our self it was always the same.

I have not experienced anything now for 4 - 5 years. I see things out of the corner of my eyes, and then quickly look to the area to find nothing there and nothing possibly that could have caused any movement to attract my attention. But no personal encounters. I have posted on the psychic web site associated with the site about my experiences under that banner that are daily.

I am very interested in all of this and would welcome a discussion.

I should start out by saying that I have experienced paranormal activity since I can remember. This particular instance is the first that I can actually recall in full detail.

I was about 4 years old and would have nightmares through the night. I would wake up sweating, sometimes crying because they frightened me so bad. What would scare me even more is what I would see when I would open my eyes. Mind you, I was fully awake at this point. I would always see just across the room a floating head (of sorts), usually with a skull or demonic looking face in the middle. It was generally white and misty. I would squeeze my eyes shut, trying hard to get it to go away, and reopen just to have it still there and staring at me.

I remember then focusing on this being, making sure that it wasn't just a shadow or something in my room making that shape. I realize it sounds ridiculous that a 4 year old can have the much insight, but I had always been mature for my age. I would pray and pray, but nothing would happen. Eventually, I would become so terribly overwhelmed with fear that I would begin to scream and bang on the wall that separated mine and my parent's room, begging my dad to come in the room with me.

He would drag in there, push me over, and lay in front of me on the twin bed so that I was against the wall. At times, I would peek over to see if the being was still there, and 9 times out of 10, it still was. My dad was unaware and just went right to sleep.

At any rate, this being still haunts me. It definitely isn't as frequent as when I was younger, but I'll know when it appears. The presence in the room will be so strong and so dark that I begin to shake, but can't physically move to turn the lights on. I become paralyzed with fear. If anyone has any ideas on how to send this terror back where it belongs, that would be awesome. I have tried to several rituals, but it always comes back no matter what. I'm tired of being scared, and tired of being terrified of the dark.