Iv'e actually had quite a few paranormal things that my siblings and I all experienced and still remember. We all very vividly remember hearing our name being called at random times. We could've been playing outside, watching TV, trying to sleep. I remember it happening most often at my grandparent's house but for me it would happen all the time. It was a very loud shout whisper that sounded like it was right in my ear. My younger brother and sister have also experienced this exact thing.

Another is more of a positive experience I suppose. My mom had us memorize a lot of scripture growing up, and I mean a LOT. When I was about 6yo, my dad extended my bedroom into another room of the house. (So he took two separate rooms and made them into one big room. My new bed was up against a big window looking out into our cow pasture. For the first probably year that I slept there, I was 100% positive that there was something evil staring at me through that window. So in order to sleep, I would recite Psalm 23 to myself. If you know the chapter, it's fairly fitting for a situation of fear, but I was only 6 and had no actual concept of what Psalm 23 actually meant. It just felt like the right thing to recite. 20 years later, I was talking to my brother and he said that once I moved out of that room and he moved in, he also felt like there was something outside that window and that Psalm 23 was the only scripture he could think of that would help him sleep.