Most people would probably be terrified of the things I've seen. In fact, if anyone were scared after watching The Six Sense they would not want to be in my shoes seven years ago. Although my experience wasn't as illustrated as the movie, it came close.
I was about ten years old when scary dreams started to occur. In these dreams were devil-like images that would do negative things to my family and I. I would constantly tell my parents about the dreams, but the dreams would always come back. It came to the point that I couldn't sleep because I was afraid of what I might dream. As the years past I began to realize that for some strange reason the devil was trying to keep me afraid. .
Over coming bad dreams was nothing compared to what I would encounter at the age of twelve. I started to see images while I was awoke. All the fears that I just got over were starting to resurface. I remember when my family had come to visit from out of town. Everyone was having a good time playing cards on the dinning room table. I sat down in a fold down chair about eight feet away from the table just watching. While sitting there I looked up at the chandelier above the table and started to see streaks that came in the formation of a hall. For a brief moment every thing around me disappeared except the streaks. There were two hands coming slowly towards me like they were welcoming my presents. Then as quickly as they appeared they vanished. I thought it nothing but my imagination so I just forgot about it.
Things like "the hands incident" kept reappearing in a consistent pattern for about three years. Until after the day I saw the last and most disturbing image of them all. The sun was getting ready to set and end a very beautiful day. I was standing outside with my father and his fellow pastor. As I watched the sunset, an image started to appear very clear. It looked like a man walking on the street about twenty feet away from where I was standing.