Hello Everyone. Today I would like to announce the newly added category on Abnormal Realm called Encounters hosting stories of individual’s encounters with the paranormal. I welcome you to check out this section along with maybe sharing your own personal experiences with the unknown with us. This week’s posting features the story of Ka Lia as published from her blog THEEKALEEFUL.
“My First Paranormal Experience”
Many raise an eyebrowwhen it comes to the topic of Ghosts or anything paranormal. To many, it’s a laughable topic. I for one love reading, researching, and watching shows about the paranormal. Ghost Adventures is my all time favorite. I gotta say the best episode by far was probably the most recent Episode 13 – St. Anne’s Retreat. (Also loved the episode in Ireland with the Banshee). Supernatural is my favorite TV Show (C A S T I E L ! ) Just starting to get into Paranormal Lockdown with Nick and Katrina– gosh I’m getting ahead of myself. ANYWAYS, I am going to be sharing with you my earliest childhood experience with the paranormal.
It all started when I was in Preschool. I honestly do not know why, but I went to three preschools, but I like to think that one was a daycare. Even till this day I still don’t know.
It was free time and the classroom was set up with different activities. One was painting, another was reading, playing house with the costumes, water table, or drawing at the tables. There was this one girl that I never really liked in class (don’t remember why) and I remember grabbing a wedding dress costume and putting it on. Her friends yelled at me that it belonged to her and forced me to take it off. So I did and went to the tables to sit and watched them play and mock me. Of course, I was sad and frustrated. Then I looked at the door and saw a teacher standing there looking at me. She had shoulder length, fuzzy ginger/red hair, and was wearing a really old track suit (Think purple, blue and green). She motioned her hand for me to go towards her and I was confused but I thought “Eh. Why not? She’s a teacher”. So I took her hand and walked with her. We went into the gym and there were a bunch of teachers and kids screaming with joy and playing. The gym was all set up with activities and my mouth dropped, I was like “DUDE! THIS IS AMAZING!” The only thing that appealed to me, however, was this plastic slide that was in the middle of the gym. It was as if the slide was meant just for me, like there was a ray of light that just pointed to the middle of the gym (it was pretty cool).
So I let go of the teachers hand and ran to the slide and just went on and off it for I don’t know how long. The teacher just smiled at me the whole time and watched me play, I honestly don’t know how long we were in there. When I sat at the top of the slide ready to go down, I saw three teachers and my dad walking past the gym door and I screamed out “DAD!” They stopped and looked in and I ran out. My dad yelled at me in our Hmong language “Why were you in there!??” And I told him there was a teacher and that she was playing with me. The other teachers asked me “Which teacher? What did she look like?” And I explained to them and pointed into the gym, but when I turned to show them, the gym was pitch black and the sound of the children laughing and screaming all of a sudden went silent. They looked at each other nervously and turned on the light in the gym and it was empty. The teachers looked at me and I tried to explain to them that there really was a teacher that brought me there, otherwise I wouldn’t have left the classroom. I don’t think they believed me. Turned out that it was already 30 minutes after school ended and all the students and half the staff were already gone for the day.
Until this day, I still feel like it was a dream. But because my dad told me the story too, I know that it really happened. I can still see the teacher smiling at me and just watching me play. Sometimes I like to think she was my guardian angel haha. Because she saw how sad I was and wanted me to have fun like the other kids. It was a special kind of moment. When I think back about it, it wasn’t and still isn’t that scary. For some reason, it makes me feel a little special.
Anyways, that’s my first memory of encountering something paranormal. It’s not bad. It definitely left an impression on me that ‘ghosts’ aren’t all bad. I have a lot more but those can be saved for another day.
As posted on https://theekaleefulblog.wordpress.com/
Thanks for sharing your story with us Ka Lia
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