One time, at my friends birthday party, we decided to have some fun, and look up ghost stories and see some pictures(on the internet). At that time, I thought that ghosts or anything like that were just stupid.
So, we were just looking, and everyone was getting freaked out, and I decided to at least stay with them. We were looking for about 2 hours before we got tired.
We were all getting into our sleeping bags, and we heard a knock at the front door(we were in the living room, which is where the door leads). We were really scared, and even I was scared from it, which is amazing, because a rarely get scared. Well, everyone decided that since I didn't believe in ghosts, that I should get the door. It took some courage, but I went to get it, and when I opened it, I saw the scariest thing I had ever seen in my life!
There was a man covered in blood, carrying an axe! I slammed the door and ran over to everyone scared to death. They kept asking me why I was so scared, and once I finally caught my breath, I asked them if they had seen him. They had no clue what I was talking about.
Apparently, I was the only one who saw him.
In the few months following that, I kept seeing this man, and more things that looked like ghosts.
My mom finally got tired of me telling her these things(which she thought were lies to get attention) she decided to take me to a doctor.
That is when I found out that I am one of the very rare people that doctors call psychics.
Believe me or not; not many people do. I'm not even sure that I believe it. I just know that I have never gone on a sleep-over since then, which was over 2 years ago.
I always dream about this night, and every time I see him, I feel like it is at my friends house, at her party.