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My very real experience with a shadow/demonic being.

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posted on Feb, 9 2006 @ 11:52 PM
I had it happen to me 10 years ago this past June. I had just broken up with my lover (a 7 1/2 year live-in relationship). I was screwed over badly, and hurt, and devestated. I had been living in this apartment for only about 8 months then. I know I was up crying most of the night. My world felt like it caved in. I was so in love and it was smashed into a million pieces.

In my despair, I pulled a crucifix off the wall in my hallway that night that I had been given in 2nd grade, and grabbed an old rosary that my Mom had given me. I hadn't really acknowledged God or religion in quite awhile, but had no one to turn to for helping me get rid of the pain and anguish in my heart (it actually was making my chest hurt). I was shaken down to my knees from sorrow. If you've ever gotten your heart broken to the point that it throws your life into a tailspin for years, then you know what this pain feels like. So I sat on the bed, and cried and prayed, and cried and prayed for about 2 hours. Then I got a really bad sinus headache (from crying) and fell asleep

I eventually fell into a sound sleep around 11:30pm, with the crucifix and rosary buried in the comforter somewhere around me. At some point early at the beginnings of the crack of dawn I went into this "state". Some of you here I see call it "sleep paralysis". Anyway, I was aware of exactly what my room looked like around me. I was lying flat on my back staring kinda at the ceiling and the wall directly in front of me at the other side of my bedroom. I could see it was getting light out. This is when it started.....

I was lying there and heard my bedroom door open, and the first thing I thought of was "it's my cats". But then it dawned on me that I always completely close the bedroom door at night because the cats will wake me up if I let them in (knocking things over). I always close the bedroom door. It's one of my habits. Then I heard this sound. It came from the doorway. It sounded like a small animal, maybe like two of them. They were moving around, out of my view, around the bed. They sounded like 5 lb. bags of sugar being dragged on my hardwood floor. They weren't walking they were sliding and this is when I got scared and thought, you're dreaming, wake up, wake up. But I couldn't wake up, but it was almost like I wasn't really quite asleep. It was like I was in "twilight". I could see my bedroom exactly as it looked around me. It was getting a little brighter from sunrise. Then these "things" scurried towards my bedroom door and left.

A minute passed and I was still trying to snap out of this "paralysis". Then I heard this large object scurry into the room again. Again, it sounded like a bag of sugar being dragged across my floor. Then I felt it hop up on the foot of the bed. The crazy thing is that I could not move. I couldn't turn my head to look at it. I felt it crawl up towards my head and it positioned itself next to my head. It made a sick cackling noise. kind like chattering. But it sorta sounded like a couple voices rolled into one. Indistinct voices though. I want to say it had to be about the size of a opossum. It got close to the side of my head and I thought "this thing wants to bite me. It wants to take a chunk outta my neck or head." I could tell it really wanted to get at me, but for some odd reason it couldn't. I got a slight glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye. All I can say is it looked like a swirling mass of blackness and decay. It looked like rotten cosmic death! Then it ran to the foot of my bed and hopped off and was out the door (this I couldn't see, but I heard and felt it move). And the door very gently closed.

I was freaking out!!!!! I tried everything to fully awaken but couldn't. That's when the bedroom door burst open and this huge black figure stood in my doorway. Think of "The Predator" meets the devil, only not quite. This thing was way scarier. He was a very muscular slithering black shape. He was huge (almost to the top of the doorway) and seemed very angry. He immediately walked right over to me and leaned down into my face and screamed terrifyingly at me. His face was like a black hole of death. It looked like a mass of swirling stars and rot. The features were indistinguishable. No eyes, nose, ears, mouth...just pure black, evil, demonic death. Again, I could tell this thing wanted to hurt me, but couldn't have me and he was pissed. He screamed again and stormed off out of my room.....

...and that's when I sat up in bed and witnessed the only real supernatural phenomena I've ever witnessed in my entire 42 years of existence. My room looked exactly as it had in my "twilight" (meaning; the same amount of dawn light pouring into my room threw my blinds) and here right in front of me on my bedroom wall was a tall, cloaked, black figure with eyes. Very scary looking. It stretched almost up to my ceiling. I had to actually blink my eyes because I couldn't believe what I was seeing....and there it was again. And I was wide awake. As soon as it saw me looking at it, it wisped into my doorway molding and vanished. I was totally freaking out!!! Terrified. I don't know why, but my first reaction was to say the Our Father prayer. As soon as I finished it I felt a sigh of releif. I looked around the room for my phone and was almost terrified to get out of bed. I was still shaking. This thing was real. I actually saw this thing with no doubt in my mind at all. I can't explain it and don't care if anyone believes me cause I know it to be the truth. I don't really know what it was, but I do know it was evil. Anything that scares is bad news. I don't know what it was doing. Lurking, plotting, scheming....I have no clue.

And yeah, the bedroom door was closed shut solid with the cats locked out. I found the phone on my night table and called my Mom. Yeah, laugh! A 31-year old guy (back then) calling his Mom. I didn't give a #! I was flipping out big time. I had never had anything like this happen to me. I woke my Mom up. She wasn't happy; it was 5:30am in the morning (June 24th, 1995 to be exact). I told her what happened. She says to me, "Well, you know it is Sunday morning. Maybe you should go to church today"). I hadn't been in years (and did end up going later that day).

I finally crawled out of bed and walked into what felt like a subzero temperature apartment. It was freezing. I checked my thermostat and my air conditioning was set on 55 degrees. This stunned me because I know I didn't set it there.....and then I thought....."it likes the cold and it wanted me to know it was really here".

Anyway, that's what happened to me almost 11 years ago. I've had other things happen in this apartment, but nothing like that. I read some other shadow stories on this site and it really flips me out how all our experiences seem so alike. There's gotta be something to it. But I do truly believe this: these things aren't from another dimension, they're not aliens, or figments of the awakening imagination or subconscious. I think they're real, but I think they are demonic in origin. They're bad news! I was definitely given that impression for certain.

[edit on 10-2-2006 by Bobular]

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 12:52 AM
wow thats a very scary experience you had there,
and hope you have'nt had anymore of it.well all i can say from my experiences is sometimes we attract these things when we're going thru some crisis in life that makes us spiritually weak.

stress,depression,death of a loved one and even a bad break up as you went those moments it's that we're spiritually weak and these negative forces for some reason attack,test or simply mess with people.some will say it has to do with something psycological but from my personal experience i doubt it.well i hope you're doing much better now,whenever you have the time check out my experiences and maybe you'll find something you can relate to.'

[edit on 10-2-2006 by SantoJuJu]

[edit on 10-2-2006 by SantoJuJu]


posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 02:50 AM
Bobular, takes years to get over this kind of thing to write about it. I'm finally getting focused on one of my twoo big encounters with the same kind of energy as you on my Legend of Heaven and Hell post. I think your gonna really like it. Hang in there bud.

Honor Seed

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 05:59 AM
You will get to understand that good is equal to evil. Life is the survival of the finest. Instead of fearing the unknown, welcome it. After all, only the powerful survives at the end.

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 07:53 AM

I'd normally stay skeptic but for some reason I belive you man.

Get a dog!

I started my odd experiences stage of my life when I lost my girlfriend as well and it hasn't really stopped. Not sure it will, or if that depression stage had anything to do with it at all. I've also felt that whole presence thing in sleep paralysis but as it wasn't clear, I laid it down to my che guvare poster in part shadow winking at me.

To be skpetic, maybe it was your own fear and anger in dream form and the thing at the end of your bed when you woke up was paying you a visit to remind you that... THERES SOME SCARY STUFF OUT THERE MAN! DEAR LORD GOD! THAT SOUNDED HORRIBLE! LORD PROTECT ME! HELP ME JESUS!

Never no walls. Never no fear.... Never no walls. Never no fear....

[edit on 10-2-2006 by sanctum]

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 08:05 AM
I have had experiences of "sleep paralysis" and I believe them to be demonic in nature. Saying Our Lord's Prayer has always ended them.

I think when you spent a couple hours praying and asking for God's help, you ticked off whatever it was that thought you were "its". So, it retaliated.

That is my thought

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 09:32 AM

Do you think your house was already haunted when you moved in? I noticed in another thread you mentioned poltergeist activity in your house. Did you at one time do anything to invite this on yourself? Please tell us more, especially about the poltergeist activity.


p.s. You wrote that very well by BTW.

[edit on 10-2-2006 by Dr Love]

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 11:35 AM

Originally posted by llpoolejI think when you spent a couple hours praying and asking for God's help, you ticked off whatever it was that thought you were "its". So, it retaliated.

That is my thought

This has always been my thought on it too. I have no other explanation. I had not prayed or talked to God in years and to have this go down right after that just seemed more than coincidental.

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 11:43 AM
This is creepy. I'm pretty sure I would've crapped My pants. I was with living with someone at one time who says He saw a shadow thing. This was about 14 yrs. ago and I'd not heard of them yet. The way He described it it was definately EVIL. He said it was about the same size as a small child (3-4 yrs.). He couldn't make out any certain features other than to say even though it was super dark it's eyes and mouth were 'less dark'. It just lurked in the corner watching Him. I wonder if these things ever present themselves when more than one person can see them? Why do they only present themselves to some people and not others? Are there any other shared instances or traits among those who've seen them? It's gotta be deeper than 'spiritually weak' or depressed(not that those aren't enough). Many of Us have had these extremely low moments in life but only some experience shadow people, I wonder why? Cleanse Your house!!

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 11:53 AM
Man if you live in the southern UK come to my Mum and dads house. Its scary as hell on a dark night full of bad stuff!

God. Jesus and St Michael there the three main players in fighting these little shadow beings. Trust me, I've seen these with my fiancee in my mums house wjhen we stayed there a while over the summer.

It felt like being watched all the time from the corners of the room and the rear garden. evil evil evil stuff. Fight them with the light thats right. God.

[edit on 10-2-2006 by sanctum]

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 12:21 PM

Originally posted by Dr Love
Do you think your house was already haunted when you moved in? I noticed in another thread you mentioned poltergeist activity in your house. Did you at one time do anything to invite this on yourself? Please tell us more, especially about the poltergeist activity.
[edit on 10-2-2006 by Dr Love]

Hey Doc,
I started out that relationship I was telling you all about in a previous apartment in this same development I live in. I had lived in the old apartment with my soulmate (so I had thought) for 7 years. What is weird is I did have the sleep paralysis thing happen to me a couple times in that old apartment when we were still together. It would only happen to me during an afternon nap. Never at night. Only during a day nap. And it usually involved feeling something hop up onto my bed. But back then it never felt threatening; it wasn't terrifyingly scary. And it rarely occurred. But it would weird me out.

Since that particular incident went down in this current apartment I'm in, I haven't seen a shadow figure. So it's been almost 11 years like I said. I know it was real. And I'd swear on it. It's gonna be one of those questions that I want answered when I die. What was that thing? I personally feel it was a demon. It scared the living heck out of me. And I'll never forget how I had to blink because I thought it wasn't real and I was seeing things.

To answer your question about the poltergeist, well, to be honest I don't know if it's a poltergeist or what's the deal? All I know is that I had a real bad tragedy go down in my life 3 years after I had my heart broken. My best friend (he was 38) died of a massive heart attack right before he was scheduled to come down and hang out with me one night; and then 4 days after that my Mom died on the operating table from a stroke brought about by the removal of a brain aneurism at the base of her brain. So, I lost 2 more very important people in my life, back to back, and these 2 had been my support system after my breakup. Talk about sadness and depression. While trying to recuperate from all these horrible events, I hit my mid-life crisis. I wanted to connect again with my inner child. So I found a hobby (something I did as a little boy). I started building monster models (the old Aurora kits from the 1960's) and collecting horror/monster action figures. Like every other thing I get interested in my life, I go all out and overboard. I make good money and have a nice living and went wild buying toys....all monsters of every shape and kind. Soon my computer room started filling up with tons of scary, icky, slimy figures. I think they're super cool. I love this stuff.

At some point I was on one of my toy forums one night and someone asked if people had had any weird stuff happen with their collections. I typed in that sometimes my collection gave me the creeps because it was all monster/horror, but other than that my collection was innocent and okay, and right behind me 3 of my figs fell onto the floor off a shelf. Now, you can say "coincidence", but I believe when you tempt fate it bites you back. It happened immediately upon typing those words. Basically what started happening is my figures started falling off the shelves. And the more I talked about it, the more it occurred. It always seemed that when I put it totally out of my mine, nothing at all would move in the toyroom. But all I would have to do is mention it in a conversation "the ghost in my toyroom" and that night I'd come home and be sitting on my couch and "BAM" something would hit the floor in that room. It stopped for about a year (this past), but resumed a couple weeks back. It was about 2:00am on a Sat. night and I was on the phone with an old childhood buddy of mine, Tony, and lo and behold, I was telling him about the spirit in my toyroom. He made fun of me. I told him I really believed that occasionally something would come and pay me a visit in that room. So, I got off the phone and sat up on my living room couch til about 3:00am and heard a huge crash in my toyroom. This time it really freaked me out because I had just been talking about it an hour ago with my friend. To be honest, I was so "willied-out" I didn't want to go in that room. I tried calling Tony again to tell him I was spooked. And decided, I didn't want to look in that room and went to bed. The next night I went into my toyroom and 4 Lord of the Ring toys (the bad guys), a couple Tim Burton figs and a strobe light had gotten knocked onto the floor. The strobe light should not have moved at all. It sits very stable. Anyway, I started picking things up and noticed that 2 of my figs and part of the light had some kinda slimy stuff on them. It was clear and had no odor at all, but it was very slimy (think sex lube). I called my dad and told him what happened and asked him if he had any idea what this slimy substance could have come from. He just laughed. I checked everything around these toys and nothing contains oil or liquids. I have not a clue what it was.

There was another incident about 4 years ago. I had come home from a business trip to New Orleans and I had toys that had moved to the center of my room, right in the middle of the floor. I had given my Dad a set of keys to my apartment (in case of emergency). I thought he was playing a trick on me and phoned him. He swears he wasn't in my apartment. Toys just don't get up and walk to the center of your room. It was a 2-foot Frankenstein and a couple other figures sitting right in the middle of my toyrooms oriental rug. Bizarre. Nobody has access to my apartment at all.

I often wonder if the subject matter of my toy collection has drawn some kinda negative spirit into that room. I don't really have many theories on this. I haven't actually seen a ghost or spirit in there. It just seems to make itself known by knocking things over and moving them in that room. I have no explanations.

[edit on 10-2-2006 by sanctum]

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 12:40 PM
So the activity didn't start until after you started your collection? Maybe one of the toys/figures you bought had some kind of negative energy attached to it. That along with your depressed emotional state brought about by many losses in your life could be fuel for the fire. The part about the figurines moving to the center of the floor definitely sounds like something's going on. Ever thought about somehow blessing the toy collection?


p.s. Sorry to hear about your losses.

posted on Feb, 10 2006 @ 01:50 PM
The toyroom stuff started after I got into modeling and collecting. When it was just a plain computer room nothing weird ever occurred in there at all. I have often speculated that maybe one of the figures might have something attached to it. I collect alot of toys from the 1960's and have bought tons of used toys off Ebay (I'd say about 1/4 of my collection). Many of these toys came from estate sales. So you gotta wonder if someone attached to these toys maybe died. Maybe they miss their old collection pieces and come to visit.

I have a friend I've know since high scool named Michelle. She's has very strong clairvoyancy (my Mom was clairvoyant and told me Michelle was the strongest she had ever met). One of our other friends we had in common committed suicide (blew his brains out with a shotgun in his backyard - they blamed it on sleep deprivation) about 1 year after my Mom and friend died. His name was Eric and he was a great cartoonist. I am a graphic designer and Eric had done some freelance for me of cartoons. At some point we had a major falling out and stopped talking to eachother for good. Michelle tells me that the entity that knocks my toys off my shelves is Eric. She says he's messing with me and trying to scare me, because he still had some kinda grudge against me. Eric was into cartoons, comics....I can picture him being very into my toys.

But, I don't know if I'm convinced it's Eric.......but it's definitely something.
Nothing has happened in here (I'm on my computer typing amongst the toys right now) since the big crash when I was on the phone with Tony.

posted on Feb, 15 2006 @ 06:11 PM
The entity is probably what made this guy do it and like a suicide bomber possessed it will do the same recycling on you or the next person. Make sure you put Holy water in your room I do not want it to read what we have to say over the internet it can cut cross space quicker than a modem. So be careful not to spread spiritual viruses over the net. I know that nothing like that can touch me it will be obliterated.

It can mimic the other person if they seem the same it did entre that person to have killed him. So clense your self and the house from this.

Its just advice take it or leave it.

Also why areyour points negative and have a warn sign. Hope this is not a joke?

[edit on 15-2-2006 by The time lord]

posted on Feb, 15 2006 @ 06:38 PM
I already posted this in another section but it seemed kinda relevant so I thought i'd post it here as well!!

I broke my leg badly in 2005 at the beginning of the year, and as a result, after the operation, spent about 2 weeks at my parent’s house because it was just easier for me to be there (and they have cable tv.)

Anyway, I hadn't seen my girlfriend of the time for that whole two weeks, and with so much spare time on my hands, had been doing a lot of reading as well as music, and I also began to dabble in the occult. Knowingly or unknowingly, or perhaps my frustration at not being able to see my girlfriend and all the usual stuff that goes with that for a 20 year old guy, one night after going to sleep at midnight, I was attacked by an incubus/succubus.

I have never really been much of a religious person, but I have been becoming more so over the past 3 or so years, but let me tell you, this was definately an entity that I did not imagine. First of all, it started like a very very vivid lucid dream, only highly erotic. I met this beautiful european girl with lush dark brown/black hair, and the sleeping encounter progressed into the sexual act, which was absolutely mindblowing by the way. Anyway, about 10 minutes into this the beautiful girl turned around and asked if she had my permission to do something, what this was exactly I cannot remember, but because I was in such a state of sexual bliss and frenzy I gave my permission.

Sort of like -
Beautiful Girl - "Can I do "this" ........?"
Me - "Yes"
Her - "I can do "this" to you?"
Me - "Yes"
Her - "You have given me permission to do "this" ?"
Myself - "Yes"

It was at this point that the girls face first and then body kind of melted/morphed into a red/orange/black pixelated and blurry kind of horrorible thing, and her eyes became pure black and evil, when looking at me it was draining my energy/soul. I was absolutely terrified; I knew that I was having intercourse with a Demon. I was overcome with an immense feeling of dread, such as I have never encountered before, and I have been in 2 near fatal car accidents (never me driving though.)

This immense dread and fear was accompanied by a physical sensation of an extreme vacuum like pressure/sucking on my groinal area, which felt like I was having all of my energy/seed drained out of the area just above the private parts and below the stomach. Looking back, it would have been a pleasant feeling if I hadn't been in such terror.

As I stated earlier, I have never been very religious, and I have never been baptized, but for some reason in my fear I called upon the name of Christ, and prayed and screamed and prayed and screamed the name of Christ over and over again, when coming out of this area of the dreamscape I could feel the demon trying to pull me back in, and for a while it seemed as though it would not let me leave and I could not wake up. It was holding me in my nightmare, but eventually by screaming the name of Christ over and over I managed to wake up whereupon I turned all the lights in my room on and prayed for the first time in years in thanks to Christ for saving me from that. I knew that I had angered the being by escaping from it in the nightmare realm, and after that I couldn't sleep in that room without a light on for the rest of my stay there, imagine that, a 20 year old man sleeping with the light on, and I'm a big guy! 6'2 and 110 kilograms!

I will also add that by the time I managed to escape and wake up, it was 3.40am. After my encounter, I did some research and discovered that the hour between 3 and 4am is considered by some in the occult realm to be the demonic witching hour where evil power and energy is at its greatest.

This was my second of two encounters I have had with demons, and let me tell you they are not nice, nothing in the conscious world compares to the horror and fear of what these things can do to you in the confines of your mind, and especially whilst you sleep. My first encounter was a different kind of nightmare demon, I won't explain this as in depth as I have already typed a lot!!

Once again, a very vivid lucid dream like state, but this time made me feel that I had actually already woken from the dream. It was as though my conscious mind had awoken, and it started like any other normal day, I was going to get up and go to work, I looked over at my bench, and I actually saw the entity in the first person, I can only describe it as a blur on reality, I could see through it to the wall, but very very blurry, the best I can say is that if you have seen the movie predator, where he goes half invisible kind of thing, it looked like that. It launched itself into my head, and took control of myself. I was forced above and out of my own body, whereupon I watched myself (with the demon in control) get up, go down the hall, and murder my housemates and their 2 dogs very violently and bloodily with a kitchen knife. All the while, I was watching myself from above and screaming for me to stop.

Once again, the sensation of not being able to get out of the nightmare and wake up, only this first time I didn't call upon Christ, I just kept screaming and screaming and it felt like I woke up three times, only to be pulled back into the dream until I finally actually did wake up screaming.

I know critics will say they were just nightmares or I am some sicko, but I have had nightmares before and these two experiences were completely different. I know that I encountered some kind of other entity both times and these were probably the two worst experiences of my life.

Nowadays I just research the occult instead of dabbling.

posted on Feb, 15 2006 @ 07:03 PM
It sound like an encounter that people had in the times of Noah when Angels breeded with women in Genesis 6. Maybe there is a conspiracy to get humans to concieve with these demonds or Angels before the anti Christ returns with the help of an flesh army on earth. But then again make sure people do not drug you up when you are not sure who they are before sleeping with them. But either way its a possible theory.

posted on Jul, 19 2008 @ 01:45 AM

posted on Aug, 4 2008 @ 04:56 AM
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posted on Aug, 13 2008 @ 04:29 AM

Hm i think dawn is symbolic of somthing... my grandfather always told me this story of what happened to him as a young man. It was in rural Bosnia in the 40's so he was riding his horse all night through the woods he was on his way to the city to pick up medicine from Sarajevo for the family. He said that the whole night this little white rabbit following him. He said that it was dawn so the sun was coming up but it hadn't come up on the horizon yet and he heard a rooster call out at that point this rabbit actually talked and said to him 'be thankful to the animal of dawn for it saved your life'!!! In my culture we are always told to be inside during dawn and twilight and to also stay away from dark and dirty places at these times aswell aparantly a lot of people actually went 'insane' after going out alone at these times (to innapropriate places such as graveyards and woods keeping in mind that there are a LOT of graveyards in Bosnia and you pretty much have to pass them).

posted on Aug, 13 2008 @ 05:32 AM
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It's called a "dream". Look it up in a dictionary

Seriously - your own perception is the most flawed viewpoint in the world. Especially when you're in a deeply-emotional state. To trust it, to say "my ver real experience", is throwing away logic.

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