I have always been "sensitive" (or having weird stuff happening to me) since I was a child. We lived in a house in 67 which I was too young to remember, being an infant. My folks were scared by footsteps in the hallway nearly every night. They became so loud they moved my bassinet in their room in fear. A strange bloodstain in the wood flooring was inclinable. My mother always felt watched from a storage room behind the backyard and up a small slope. The window in it often broke inexplicably.
They moved to another Home in El Cajon Ca. that I could never sleep well in my room of seven years. The room next to mine was a play room and the record player would come on by itself at night. I later found out an elderly woman had died in my room. (Thanks Mom n DAD.) Geez.
It gets weirder, lots of other strange things happened, but the strangest was when I was 15 in 1982. I was a drummer in the marching band-and had to be at our high school at 430 am for an out of town trip to an L.A. band competition. My dad was nice enough to get up on Sat. morning and drive me. Our area was semi-wooded and as we left and headed out towards the school we passed under some huge old pepper and oak trees. I saw movement in the air about 25 feet up, and was scared and amazed to see a huge gray cloud going in reverse in to the trees at a pretty fast rated of speed. I say reversed because the cloud was imploding on itself as it faded into the trees. I yelled to my dad did you see that ??? He replied, ...I don't wanna talk about it. I have no Idea what we witnessed, and don't care to see it again.
