My paranormal childhood.

5 year old brother gets a little bloody

     So, my story starts with the first encounter with the visitor in our house, whom isn't alive and is now dormant, as I said before. The "thing" that was seen was definetly out of the ordinary, as we've rarely seen it or even heard it.
   
      Me, and my brother are the only ones that saw this thing, and it scares the daylights out of me just thinking about it. My brother, who is now 17, turning 18, almost had an unlucky ball game with one of our encounters.
    
     It was when he was about 5 years old. It was weird, the house we lived in. 3 stories tall, creaky, and a whole lot of dark when lights are shut off. I'm lucky too be alive, as something happened to me when I was 5 too, but that'll be later. My brother was walking upstairs, so that he could go to our apartment, which was right above where my grandparents lived. He wanted to walk upstairs to our apartment, and he didn't feel well, as if something or someone was behind him.

     He gets up to the top of the first flight of stairs, and just books it. Now, him being only 5, he wasn't able to run that fast, as he was to small and not as athletic as he is now. He's one of those athletic lazy people, who once did sports, but lost the ego and decided to stop in the long run.

     Black hair, brown eyes, the usual Puerto Rican as being a stereotype, but he's a great brother. Always tries to be there for me, and a lot of time we ness around with each other, tell jokes, but if I could change some stuff within me and him, it'd be a lot better.

     Anyways, he was running to the stairs and was just about to run up them, when something pulled him back down and made him hit his nose on the stairs.

     He was shocked, and looked around to see who did. He thought, it was our grandfather, grandpa brad, but no one was there. Everything in that hallway was blank.

     He continued up the stairs and told our mom of what happened, in which, many parents believe we see the fantasies we see, when they are actually very real. I was mesmerized when he told me the story. Terrified, more, but mesmerized.

     Prior to this, though, there were other occurrences, other instances where the paranormal would happen and nobody could understand why. My Aunt, uncle, mom, anyone who grew up in that household had experienced it but no one touched base because we all knew.