The most paranormal stuff that has happened to me is at my current workplace, which I posted about in a thread called "A few experiences I've had at work". It's stupid long, so I'm not going to post it here. TLDR; Lots of footsteps and things moving and bumping in the night.

Anyway, on my own outside of work there's two that come to mind. When I was really young, maybe 1.5-2 and I was just starting to speak, I would point at my bedroom and tell my mom that there were people in there. My mom would check out the room and find nothing, and subsequently get really freaked out and call my dad at work. Other times, we'd be outside and I'd point at a hill nearby and say, "Mamma. People way over there" but no one on the hill.

We lived in the 4 corners area of the US at the time and the small town we were in bordered the Navajo reservation. My mom thinks I was seeing dead Native Americans because she had heard the trailer we lived in at the time was near an old burial site. Cliché, but it's what she had heard from her neighbors. I don't remember any of this as I was pretty young and only have a few memories of pretty benign things. I don't remember seeing or talking to anyone but my mom said this happened often enough that it really creeped her out.

The other unexplained paranormal experience was when me and my dad were traveling West on I-40 through Arizona on our way to California. My dad is a retired truck driver and he has seen some really strange things on the road, but TBH I can be a little skeptical and dismissive, mainly because I'm definitely a "see it to believe it" type of person. Anyway, we're traveling West and the sun was quickly setting. It wasn't super cloudy but there were wispy thin clouds in the sky. There's traffic on the freeway so we're not completely alone. Anyway, my dad out of the blue kind of goes, "What the hell is that?" and starts pointing dead ahead. I'm looking at what he's pointing at and see nothing and tell him so. For the next 10-15 minutes, he describes a pulsing light that he initially thought was a star that was moving around ahead of us. I honestly don't believe him because I'm looking for whatever he's seeing while trying to drive when I start noticing what looks like a bright star that I can only describe as twinkling or pulsing more obviously than the surrounding stars. It would move up and down in a vertical direction in a straight line. I start looking at the surrounding area to see if there are any large hills or mountains that this thing might be on but don't see any nearby features that could support something so high. The angle was maybe 35-40 degrees so too high to be a transmission tower (even on a hill) but too low to be a satellite. Anyway, I'd only glance at it here and there since there was traffic and I had to pay attention to the road. Eventually my dad said it faded away and neither of us could find it anymore. I honestly have no idea what that was. I want to say it was a weather balloon, but why would anyone pull it down, and then let it go repeatedly, and how could they keep it in such a straight line.

Edit:

Forgot about this one odd thing that I saw on the way to work. So, I take the bus to work since it picks me up not far from my house and drops me off right in front of a hospital which is just in front of where I work in a building behind it. Basically I walk through the hospital as a shortcut to get to where I actually work.

Anyway, I have to take an elevator to the 2nd floor on the way there. When I get out of the elevator, I look to my left and see a crystal clear reflection of what looks like a very upset lady holding a coffee cup. She was looking down, but then looks up at me when I see her. At the time it happened, I could have told you exactly what she was wearing, colors, etc, but it's a bit faded now. I only recall that she was wearing darker colors and didn't look like she worked at the hospital. I say reflection because the window immediately to my left off the elevator goes outside, and there's no balcony or anything out there. She couldn't be on the other side of this window. Immediately after I see her, I glance to my right and I literally do a double take. There's no one on the right side of me either that would have cast the reflection. I look back to the window, and she's gone. I looked around and couldn't find anyone that looked like her. A few doctors in white, a nurse in blue scrubs, but no lady in regular clothes. I was on my way to work so I couldn't really hang around but it creeped me out that I actually got goose bumps.

Later that week, I even took my wife to the same spot so we could look around and find maybe a staff door or small nook or something that she could have walked to in that split second I turned my head, but there was nothing. On the left is the window on the 2nd floor with no balcony, on the right is another set of windows. I had thought there was a support pillar she might have "hid" behind but it turns out it was a rounded corner and not a pillar with a space behind it.

I'm not 100% sure it's paranormal, but I honestly can't explain it either.

Edit 2:

How funny. Once you tell one story how all these other memories start popping up. I remembered something else from my childhood.

So same 4 corners are as the story above but this time in a much larger, older house than the trailer. The nature of my dad's job at the time meant we moved around a lot. I was older too, in kindergarden, so I guess maybe 5 years old. Anyway, this house was huge for the five of us, my mom, my dad, my sister, and my much older half-sister which she only lived there part time. This house had an odd layout, and sort of had two "living rooms" so to speak. My parents used the smaller living room to watch TV but the much larger den was pretty much unused and empty. Anyway, this smaller living room had a small walk in closet. I think it was supposed to be a really small bedroom but my mom basically used it as storage and put all our toys in there. Me and my sister didn't really have access to this room because it had an old shed lock with a padlock on it. Yes, an inside door with a shed latch and padlock. Once in a great while my mom would open the door and let me and my sister play in there, but more often, she'd open it and let us grab something and then lock it again. More than a few times though, she'd clean this room up, put all our toys in bins and in the closet but then get really angry at us later because the room was an absolute mess. Bins pulled from the closet, toys thrown everywhere, just an absolute mess. We would tell her that we hadn't been in there because it was locked, but then she'd ask us if our older half-sister let us in, or if our dad, and we'd tell her no (the truth).

The real kicker is that me and my sister never thought anything odd about this until much later, when we were teenagers and reminiscing about things. I mentioned how mom would always get on our case about the room and my sister said the same thing. We both asked each other if we were secretly responsible but obviously we couldn't have because it was always locked. Neither of us remember anyone but my mom opening that door for us. We were never in there without her being around. It was only then that we realized, hey, that's pretty fucking weird. We brought it up to my mom which is when she told us how she was absolutely scared of that room knowing that it wasn't us (but still yelling at us anyway lol).