I'm honestly not sure if this would be considered a spiritual experience... To me it was. It all started when I was 8. I was sleeping in my room and had woken up. I remember laying their half awake about to get something to drink. Eyes half opened, I spotted someone standing at my door. It was a vivid image of a older woman. I could see her and even her clothing. But it wasn't clear like a normal person would have been. I closed my eyes and covered my head in the blankets... scared to death I opened the again, and she was gone. Until, I looked up beside me and there she was. She started reaching down to me with both hands, and I took off... blanket and all! I was scared to death. I didn't sleep in my room for about a year. And every night I rebucked the evil spirits out of my house in the name of Jesus.
Time went by. It was pretty much forgotten until I was literally deadly sick with scarlyntina. It's strept throat and scarlette fever when I was 13. I am a carrier of scarlyntina, and normally shake it off after a week or so, but I had been sick for about two weeks at the time. My fever was 102 f, and my heart rate was 154 beats per minute, I was honestly about to have a stroke. I remember I couldn't move, drink, eat, let alone even move. My mom had just left my room and as I looked over, I saw the old woman standing beside my bed! Scared to death, I couldn't move!
All of a sudden I felt relief. I could breath easier. Something inside told me to reach out to her, and I did. I weakly flopped my hand down on the bed reaching to her. She reached out and touched my hand. Calmness came over me. I knew everything was ok. She spoke, saying "My name is Silvia, don't be scared. I promise everything is fine now. You will be alright..." After she said that, my mom opened the door. I sat up, for the first time in a week, and said to my mom, "She's good". My mom starting freaking out and turned every light on. Sylvia was gone. When we would take family pictures at home, there were orbs in the pictures of only me, and my niece (she was 1).
After that we talked to my mom's fiend from church, and as I was telling her... She just smiled. She said that she was my protector, but we needed to tell her to go home. So she came to the house, and said a few words, telling Sylvia that she had passed and it was time for her to go home. I seen Sylvia one time after that. It was around christmas. I had my back facing the tree, but something told me to turn around. She was standing by the tree. I didn't say anything nor did she. I just smiled and turned back around and went to sleep. And I haven't seen her since. Now that I think about it... I really believe that was her telling me goodbye.