Shadow figures in san diego.
So for backstory, my grandmother has been renting around a few different properties near San Diego for a while now. around five or six years ago I visited her from boarding school. A few nights into the trip, I started to get bored and decided to score some psychedelics. It wasn’t very hard. I got a strip of acid and some MDMA. I was already very familiar with both of these drugs.
one of the nights I started partying really hard all by myself. I was staying in my grandmother’s house so I wanted to go outside to call my friends. I had no bad vibes at this point and was riding high.
I begin walking down the stairs and marveling at how high I am, but I noticed something off to the left at the foot of the staircase. There were three shadowy figures, they were different heights and seemed to be made of smoke or something.
Like I said, I’m very experienced with the substances I was doing and never experienced anything like this. but I still had no fear at first. I assumed that it was a part of my trip so I came down around the stairwell and walked up to them. I remember laughing to myself giggling and maybe even saying out loud “I’m so high.” but then it occurred to me that I have never had trip like this and after about 30 seconds standing in front of them started to get a strange feeling. they did not move or do anything. They were just standing in a row at the foot of the stairs… I remember the moment that it struck me that maybe it wasn’t a part of my trip and I reached out and passed my hand through one of the figures and I remember it wisping out like smoke and then in that moment, I felt this sharp shock of the fear go down through my core And this bright strobe light erupted from the kitchen down the hall to my left, so I turned around and hightailed it out of there. I wound up having an awesome night exploring the neighborhood and it didn’t affect the rest of my night but I’ve never forgotten it. When I got back to boarding school I saged everything and felt like I had picked up something dark.
Anyways Idk anything it just felt like it was worth sharing my one undeniably paranormal experience, albeit the substances may make my story questionable, to this day I have never experienced anything else like that.
using talk to text so l apologize for any typos here. but also wanted to add that a couple days after that my dad and my stepmom showed up to visit as well and I hadn't told any of them about it because it would've been admitting to partying, not that they would've minded, but I was trying to keep it straight and narrow in their eyes. Anyways, I convince them to bring me to sushi one night and on the way there, I'm sitting in the backseat with my grandma and she starts telling a story about when they bought the house she got the real estate lady drunk one night and the lady told her abt about how she isn't supposed to say this, but two other families had already backed out of escrow on that property because they thought it was haunted and had rotten smells. and my grandma goes on to say "well l'm not scared of ghost because I grew up in Connecticut in a haunted house, and I hear footsteps upstairs sometimes, but it doesn't smell and it doesn't scare me at all" think she mentioned they checked for a skunk and didn't find anything but maybe that's a mental fabrication. anyways that's definitely part of what cemented this as real in my mind because : prolly would've forgotten about it otherwise.