Dracula

For sometime now I have been thinking back to my beginning. Lately I have been doing some research and learning. I know everyone's experiences are different and I've wondered why things started when they did and why it took so long to manifest in my life.
As far back as I can remember there have been bumps in the night and creepy feelings. An odd attraction to all things paranormal and even bouts of depression and the 'mean reds' (watch the movie breakfast at tiffany's if you dont get it).
I started reflecting on my earliest memories and a few nights ago I remembered how a very tall man used to stand at my doorway at night. I called him dracula because of the way he stood and paced at my door. It was my mother who taught me to sing praise songs whenever I felt afraid. She said the devil cannot be in the presents of the Lord. It gave me peace and always made my anxiety and fear go away. She would also pray with me at night for the Lord to send his angels to protect me as I slept. In this way, she was shielding me and the entity was not able to actually enter my room, only pace in the hallway outside my door. I believe my mom brought this to my memory because I've never thought of this time in my life from this perspective before. I've just joked around and said, "I have never been afraid of monsters under my bed or the boogy man in my closet. I was afraid of dracula pacing my bedroom at night." I could go into further details of experiences with 'dracula' but I might save that for another time. For now I have to just wonder...the conviction is in my heart, but am I really ready to face that I may have had a gift that young? And more than that...am I ready to admit that perhaps my strange childhood fear of dracula may not have been my imagination after all? More questions are rising as my son continues to wake up crying at night. Nearly every night. I'm fearful he is sensitive. How can I help him cope when I am only just now learning myself?
As always my friends, keep asking!