I have had many experiences with the paranormal, and am part of a family which has experienced a multitude of things. However, this is the most vivid and real thing I have ever seen in my life.
I was about 14 years old living in south Florida. We lived in a house that was built for us in 1993, so the development was in general very new. I have always shared a room with my sister as my grandmother lived with us and always had the fourth bedroom. When my sister went away to college, it was just me in the room, except when she was home visiting, and I was perfectly comfortable with it.
I was never scared of the dark or anything. I did, though, like to watch TV to help me fall asleep at night. My parents kept reminding me to put my TV on a timer so that it was not on at all hours of the night.
Although we had experienced paranormal activity before, I would consider those apparitions and experiences to be that of spirits just passing by, and by no means making my house one to be considered "haunted," like some other houses with constant activity of a serious nature.
On this evening, I was lying in bed with the TV on as usual, but I remembered this time to put the timer on. Eventually, I fell asleep and the timer turned the television off. I always slept with my door shut, even though my room was pitch black at night. This particular night, I was awakened by the sound of my door opening. Because I was facing my wall and my back was to the door, I opened my eyes when I heard the door open, but did not see what had opened it.
I felt a presence in the room with me, and as it came closer to me, it bent down and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I was sort of confused because I was not sure what time it was, and I know my parents only come in to give me a kiss good night and a kiss before work in the morning. Usually when they come in my room in the morning, I can see the sunrise beginning to shine through my window. Now, the room was dark as it would be in the middle of the night.
I turned around and saw the back of a woman walking from my bed back toward the door. I looked at the clock on the dresser next to me and saw that it was about 2:00 a.m. I said in an audible voice, "Mom?" as if to question what she was doing in my room this late.
I was actually a little angry, feeling as though she made it a point to wake up and check if my TV was still on at that time, so she may yell at me for it the next day. I received no answer when I said "Mom?" the first time, so I repeated it. The apparition walked a little quicker out of my room the second time I said it, but still did not turn around to face me, or answer me. I said one last time "mom!" in an almost angry shout for her to stop ignoring me and turn around. At that moment, the apparition power walked out of the room and shut the door behind her.
In the darkness of the hallway, no distinct features were visible, I could just make out what looked like a long night-gown that looked similar to a robe my mother would put on over her pajamas. I was confused, but because I thought it was my mother, I was able to roll over and return to sleep. Then, like normal, my mother came in and kissed me goodbye before going to work.
As stated before, at this time I could see the early creep of morning coming through the window. In a deep sleep at this point, when awakened by her presence, I only was able to mumble the words "bye, mom" before returning to sleep.
That evening, when I was fully awake watching TV with my parents downstairs, I said to my mother, "Why did you come in my room at such a weird time last night?"
My mother looked at me, eyes wide, and said, "I didn't."
I said, "What do you mean, you didn't?" She then replied back asking me if I thought maybe it was my grandmother. I knew this could not be the case and refuted that story because my grandmother was heavier than my mother, and as a result of a bad car accident some years before, she walked slowly with an almost limp from side to side. She has a very distinct walk and demeanor that in no way resembled my mother's.
I actually had tears in my eyes when I hear it was not my mother and knew it was not my grandma. It now became clear that when I screamed out the word "mom", the entity rushed out of my room like it had been caught and did not want me to see who or what it really was.
That was the most vivid apparition I have ever seen. I not only saw it, but I felt it. Maybe she lost a daughter around the age that I was, and wanted to be a mother to someone. Maybe she was a guardian or a passed relative and did not want to scare me by showing me it was not who I thought. I was not scared to go to bed that night after realizing what I had seen. It did not return that night or any other night for that matter. I get chills when I think about it being so close to me, though.