I've been having supermatural experiences since the age of 3, though this is just one experience from my life.
It all started about 2 years ago when I was 11.
It was my best friend Kat's sleepover and I along with 3 other girls had been invited. Eventually we got bored of makeovers and truth or dare, and decided to play something more interesting. We decided upon a game of blind man's bluff, in which one player is blindfolded and made to try and catch the rest of the players. Lucky me, I got chosen to be blindfolded first.
The light was switched off and Kat span me round 11 times, one spin for every year in my life. I began to walk carefully round the room, hands stretched in front of me. Unknowing it I walked into Kat's ensuite bathroom and felt a tall slender figure with my fingertips. As I was the tallest skinniest girl in the group I racked my brain to try and figure out who this mysterious being was. My mind still blank, I decided to remove my blindfold. Standing in front of me was the transparent figure of a woman, shoulders slighly dropped and she was dressed in a blood stained dress, with tears in various places. It wasn't as though she was solid, more like a hollow shell. Before I could see her face I ran screaming into the bedroom, to find my best friend and the other girls laughing, as I'd spent 15 minutes trying to find them. Upon seeing my red cheeks and the petrified tears pouring down my face their sneers turned into looks of concern. I told Kat and the girls everything and Kat confessed that the reason she was freaked out by mirrors was because each time she took a glance in the mirror she would see the sorrowful face of the woman looking back at her.
5 months later Kat and her mum moved out of the house and into one five doors down from me. But each morning, on my way to high school I have to walk past the house, and so much as putting a foot near it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up!