I was 8 years old when I had my first encounter with the supernatural.I don't think I could ever forget what happened that night. There was a doorway that led to a very small hall where the stairs to the attic were located. The only way to get to the attic was through my bedroom. There was a gate in the doorway to stop my younger brother from getting hurt on the stairs.
I woke up around 2 a.m. and turned my lamp on so I could go to the kitchen for something to drink. I did this around the same time every night so it had become a habit. As I walked back into my bedroom I thought I could hear someone crying. I sat down on my bed and looked around to see where the noise was coming from. That's when I saw something move behind the gate. I got up and walked over to see what it was. I wasn't really afraid of anything at that age. That's when I saw a little girl in a yellow dress sitting in the floor behind the gate. She stood up when I saw her and motioned with her hand for me to follow her. She started walking up the stairs to the attic and I followed her. When i got to the top she looked mad and then she just disappeared. It took me forever to get back to sleep that night. When I woke up I had scratch marks down my back like someone had dug their fingernails into me. I never did figure out how I got them but they were deep enough to leave scars.
That was just my first experience. After that night a lot of strange stuff happened to me in that house up until I moved out last year. It all seemed to happen in the attic or the hallway at the bottom of the stairs. Now my little brother is in my old room and he gets so scared that he wont even sleep in there half of the time.