I am 13 years old and I am taking piano lessons. I don't have a piano of my own, so I use the one in the church that my family goes to.
Before this paranormal experience that I had, I would have my mother drop me off at the church alone and I would practice for about
45 minutes.
The whole time I was there, as soon I stepped foot in the door, I felt as if someone was watching me, even though I knew for sure,
without a doubt that there was NO ONE else in the church with me, and as soon as I stepped out of the church and away from the door,
I wouldn't feel like I was being watched anymore. This feeling of being watched bothered me, but I said nothing to anyone and went on
practicing alone.
Until one day when I was there, and again I knew for a fact and without a doubt that I was the only person in the church, I heard
2 voices having a conversation. Now let me make it clear, that I don't imagine things like that! I could hear it as if "they" were
standing right next to me, but I couldn't understand anything they said. I sat there for a few moments, thinking that I was just
hearing things, but I wasn't. The voices kept on talking, and I kept on feeling like someone was watching me, so I grabbed my
piano books, quickly shut all the lights off and ran home (My house is only about a 5 minute walk from the church) as fast as I could.
I swore to myself that I would not go into that church alone unless I had to.
So I told my mother about what had happened and of course she didn't really believe me, but she came along with me while I practiced
in the church. I didn't hear any more voices, but I still had a feeling someone was watching me, but it wasn't as frightening as before.
I was ready to forget anything happened at the church.
But then one day I went with my brother to the church. We had biked there from our house. He was getting a drink of soda, then he
went out side to look at some birds that had a nest on the church parking lot. When he came back in he shoved to door shut, so I
knew that it was closed all the way. About five minutes later he was sitting next to me on the piano bench when the door he had
walked thru flew open! It is a door that closes very tightly and it makes a noise when it is pushed and it can't be opened when you
pull it. And the wind couldn't open it, and even if it could, it wasn't a breezy day at all. I heard the noise and the door was
flung open so hard that it HAD to have been pushed by something.
We ran out that door, slammed it shut behind us, climbed on our bikes and rode all the way home. We both vowed that we would NEVER
go there without one of our parents, no matter what. I haven't been there alone since, but I keep on feeling as if whatever is there
is calling me whenever I am in the church, like it wants me to come back to see it. Oh yeah, I have this strange feeling that whoever
or whatever was watching me was a brunette woman, who was about 30-35 in age. I know this isn't the most frightening ghost story, but
it is all true and it has me spooked!
