I can feel good and bad energy

My best friend from elementary to high school got in a car accident, and it was two days after he turned 17. He died prom morning.

I can smell the Black and Mild that he smoked every now and then, and I can feel him sit on my bed. It’s been 20 years ago now.

My Nanny died in 2008, I was pregnant with my daughter, so she didn’t get to see her, but she came to see us one day. She was like a angel all in white.

Scared me at first but I felt at peace. My daughter was young about 3 at the time and saw her too. She’s always with us.

I can feel good and bad energy and sometimes hear voices. Thanks for letting me tell my story 🙂

I have lost a lot of people in my 38 years of life and a lot were in high school. It was a horrible time back then 😪.

But when I lost my best friend, that the most horrible feeling in the world because I know he’s with me, and I hope it’s him and my Nanny watching over us.

The worst part about losing him was he was supposed to take me to prom the day he died.

But the good part was I felt him with me. I swear I feel him with me all the time, I smell his Tommy Hilfiger cologne sometimes.

I will never ever forget him for the rest of my life.

My Nanny was the best grandma anyone could ever ask for, she was crazy, funny, and loved to do Jell-O shots lol. But she’s the one who plays tricks on us I think.

Things move around an disappear out of nowhere and show up a day or week later. I even talk to her and him. I know it sounds crazy but I feel at peace.ight. People always said it was haunted, and we wanted to see if there was any truth to it.

I rode in one car with my friends, while another friend drove separately. As we followed the winding road toward the cemetery, a strange feeling crept over us. The night was quiet, too quiet, with only the sound of dry leaves rustling in the wind.

When we reached the cemetery gates, my heart pounded. They were locked, but that didn’t stop us. We parked outside and decided to walk in. The moonlight cast eerie shadows over the headstones, making them look like figures in the dark.

We wandered through the graves, reading the names and dates on the stones. It felt like someone was watching us, even though we saw no one. Then, my friend in the other car gasped and pointed. We all turned and saw a small shadow move quickly across the road.

We stood frozen, trying to make sense of what just happened. My whole body was covered in goosebumps. Without wasting time, we hurried back to our cars and drove off.

As we sped down the road, the other car suddenly stopped. We pulled up beside them and asked what was wrong. My friend said they heard something hit the back of their car.

We all got out to check. To our shock, there were small handprints smeared on the trunk, like a child had touched it. That’s when we realized—the figure we saw wasn’t our imagination. It was real.

A deep fear settled over us. We could feel something lurking in the dark, watching us. Without saying another word, we jumped into our cars and drove away as fast as we could.

Even now, I can’t explain what we saw that night. Was it the ghost of a lost soul, or something worse? Whatever it was, it left a mark on us all. We never spoke about it again, too scared to relive that eerie night. But I will always remember it as proof that some things are beyond what we can understand.