When I was 3 years old, I just barely remember that I was sleeping between my mom and dad because I didn’t have a bed in my room yet. On Christmas morning, I woke up at (I would guess) around 7am because it wasn’t dark out, but early enough my parents were still snoring away beside me. I was awake and I happened to look towards the bedroom door which was wide open and for a brief moment I saw a big guy in a red suit walk by the door carrying a bed (frame and all) towards my room over his shoulder by himself. I didn’t hear anything and I never saw him come back through. When I was older, I asked my parents about that and they said they put the bed in my room in the middle of the night when it was dark out and they knew I was asleep in their room. So, who or what did I see in the early morning hours when the sun was up?
When I was about 6, my dad and I were brainstorming how we can get out of bed and sneak downstairs to see if we can spy on Santa. Well, that night (Christmas eve), I wanted to go with the plan, I got up and went towards my parents’ room but their door was closed and I could hear my dad snoring his naturally loud snore. I went and sat on the staircase just in view of the Christmas tree and I saw Santa (a big guy in the red suit and all) putting presents under the tree from a red sack. He turned and saw me like he knew I was there. I don’t know how he knew though; I was being very quiet and the room had very dim lighting and I was sitting so high up on the stairs just peeking through the railing. Anyway, he held his index finger to his lips and whispered loud enough that I could hear “Shhhh”. Like a deer in the headlights, I nodded and went back to bed. When I told my parents about this, my mom said maybe it was a spirit because she was always the one who put presents under the tree and my parents did not own a Santa suit or anything back then.
When I was about 7, my mom was tucking me in bed, it was Christmas Eve, and as I was settling in my bed, I happened to look out my window which has the roof to our porch just underneath it. I saw 2 perfectly thin parallel lines (like sleigh marks) with deer tracks around it imprinted in the snow going across the roof. I was excited and told my mom to look at it but she couldn’t see it. My mom to this day says there was a small mark in the snow on that roof, but it didn’t look like anything. I could have sworn it was a perfect sleigh track with perfect deer prints around it. I still remember it vividly.
When I was 8, I was getting ready for school (last day of school before Christmas eve), as I was waiting for my bus to come, my mom and I both heard a weird noise like a small animal crawling through the walls or something then there was a noise at the Christmas tree and I noticed there was a present under the tree. I did not know about the present until I heard that noise. My mom let me open it and explained that she put the present there (it was a pencil sharpener) because she was planning to take it to my grandma’s house for her Christmas party and we would need it to sharpen the pencils for the Christmas games. I was so sure it had to have been an elf dropping off an early present. To this day, my mom thinks maybe a spirit was reminding us of the present so we wouldn’t forget it. My mom said the noise we heard by the tree was an ornament that fell. But we couldn’t explain the noise in the walls other than maybe it was a squirrel or something that got in there.
When I was 9, I woke up around 7am on Christmas morning and heard bells jingling softly, I couldn’t tell where it was coming from, I looked around outside, but didn’t see anything. My parents were both still asleep so it wasn’t the television or anything.
Not much else happened after that. But these memories are still fresh in my mind. It was all very real to me and as I got older, I just thought Santa was a one-of-a-kind supernatural person that existed because I had the “proof” of it.
I'm an only child and only lived with my mom and dad in the same house together in the woods of Pennsylvania with not many houses on my street.
What do you all think? I would love to hear your thoughts and any experiences you’ve had?
Edited by DreamerSeeker, 29 May 2019 - 07:02 AM.