My father told me when I was younger that some of our family has the ability to see, sense and even speak to the non-living. My experiences started around when I was around five. I had woken up from some odd reason and felt the urge to go into my fathers room. As I stood in the doorway, I noticed a man standing on my fathers side of the bed. He was a tall shadow with what looked like one broken wing. He never looked up from watching my father and eventually I scurried back to my room. 
(This is a small part of Amyrose1103 paranormal experiences. Thank you for providing me with some stories :) )