My first experience with the Paranormal that I remember was when my dad was stationed in San Diego.  My mom worked in Old town at the spice of life, next door to the Whaley House.  I used to play in the garden between the Whaley House and the Spice of Life and the old apothocary shop.  I was looking into the Apothocary shop and I saw the reflection of an old man in the window, he was standing behind me.  I also saw and played with "people" in the garden as well.

I told my mother about it and at first she took it as the imagination of a 4-5 year old.  She had a couple of experiences herself after that and then she began to tell me and my sister about some of the ghost stories involving old town and she showed me a picture of Mr. Whaley and it was the same man.  I also recognized some of his family members.

Just goes to show that children can be very sensitive to those things.  Some of us forget how to channel it, others......  Never forget.

I've had many experiences since then.

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