[~Kizwiz~]

I had an experience when I was about 5, I think, where I woke in the middle of the night and saw a small boy walk past my bed...... I was the youngest in the house and he just floated past. None of my family beleived me, mainly because I told lots of fibs when I was younger but I swear to this day it happened.

And then when I was 13 I lived in a really old house with a half hexaganal room which was called the sundial room on the account that it had a sundial on the outside. As you went upstairs there was a square part of the wall missing so you could see into this room. On many occasions I thought I saw an old lady in a rocking chair knitting!!!! Freaky as ****