reply to post by Bobular
I have had experiences simular to many of you. I am not what you would call religious, but I was raised Christian and I have explored a multitude of
beliefs. What I am really trying to get at though, is that these entities ARE REAL, some may be good, but sadly the vast majority of them possess dark
For example, my whole life I have felt a presence dwelling on my family's land. My family has owned the 90 acres for close to 40 years, and I lived
there since my birth until about 6 months ago; shortly after my 21st birthday. Most of my youth, I was unsure if whether it was friendly or foe. But
sometime around my 15th birthday I had my first truely negative experience with the entity, and I blame myself for what follows...
This started out like any other high school party in the punk/skater/emo crowd. My friends and I were hanging out at our buddy's house (the party
house) everything was fine and dandy until my friend Andrew(owner of said house) had the bright idea to try out this ritual he had read about online.
This ritual was meant to summon a spirit to speak to, but it required burning very specific scripture in the Christian Bible. I was reluctant from the
get go. I may have been far from religious at this time, but I knew that burning scripture would bring trouble... while he was reading the last piece
of scipture he set it ablaze, and suddenly all the electricity in the house went out! We all were in the front room so nobody could have flipped the
breaker that was in the spare bedroom, not to mention the room was basically inaccessable. Seconds later, we heard rustling and footsteps on the
ceiling. We all began to panic, one of my friends tried lighting his lighter so we could see what was going on, but instead of him being able to light
it, he ended up getting hit in the head by a playstation controller(fyi the controler had been in another room) next thing you know the lights came
back on but instead of being bright like they were supposed to be, they were extremely dim and tinted red slightly. At this point many of us were
scared and at the least pissed off. My friend Nichole(who was staying the night with me) was wanting to go home, but our friend who lived at this
house(Andrew) told us we would have to stay until the ritual was complete. For the next few minutes we would all see various apparations of the
"shadow people," two that resembled Reapers and many that were catlike. The cat like ones were the worst. They would leave scratch marks on us and
would crawl along the walls and ceilings, shreiking and speaking in a tongue that sounded more evil than any horror-demon movie I had ever watched. At
some point we all got the balls to go into the back bedroom of the house(Andrew's mom's room) I had always felt a dark presence in that room. At
this point I must add that a gruesome murder took place in this house during the 1960s. While we were in the bedroom, most everybody had calmed down
and disregarded Andrews "shenannigans" and began to enjoy themselves. While everybody was bs-ing we all heard a sudden series of thuds coming from
the Laundry Dryer. The door then flung open and we saw the most frightening scene unfold. The easiest way to explain this is that the murder had left
an imprint on the house and since Andrew summoned dark forces, we had to watch the murder unfold before our eyes. In the dryer was a little girl's
shadow, wimpering begging for her mommy. Then we saw a Very real Mother stumble into the bedroom from the hallway, she had been sliced and was holding
her guts in with her hands. She then hid in the small laundry room and was wispering words of love and prayer to her daughter hiding in the dryer.
Then came in a very tall man holding a large knife. He found the two victims, and all we hear are blood curdling screams. Everything became shrouded
in a mist. Everything disappeared, except the man, he then turned and looked at us. His eyes were black and his mouth hung in a very strange way. He
started towards us, but something caused him to stop. He then disappeared. This was the most scared I had been in my entire life.
Finally, Nichole and I were able to get a ride home but the entire ride home we felt something follow us. (Despite Andrew "closing the portal" or
whatever it was) we got dropped off at my driveway and had to make the 1/4 mile walk up to my house. The whole walk I was praying under my breath
while Nichole was crying and pointing out the Shadow Beings darting about and occasionally trying to reach for us. They were unable to breach the
protective barrior I was creating with prayer. We finally made it into my house and at that point nothing was able to get to us. I am unsure as to why
but hey I am thankful for it, none the less.
Over the course of the next couple years I would occasionally see apparitions, hear things, and have various poltergeist activity. Then one night
about 6 months after I gave birth to my daughter, I had just turned 18, I had been hanging out on my couch reading a book. My daughters bassinet was
setting across the room, she was asleep. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone standing over her crib, through the reflection of the blank TV
screen. I immediately looked over to her bassinet. I saw nothing, but a feeling of safety and love overwhelmed me, i felt beyond safe for my daughter.
Next thing I know I hear my deceased grandmothers voice humming a hymn, that she used to sing to me when I was a young child. At that moment I was
unaware as to my grandmother's purpose for watching over my daughter, but little did I know, I would soon find out... after I went to bed that night
and fell asleep, I assumed everything was fine and dandy. But I was woke up to a horrific sight, a tall Reaper like being was standing over my bed,
his "skin" pulled tightly over his deformed skull. His hands boney and fingers unusually long... Now this is where my experience differs from
everybody in this forums, I wasnt experiencing Sleep Paralysis, my body was fully mobile, I was awake, and I could speak. I cried out to my roomate
Tara, she had been awake and had been watching TV. When she came in, she too witnessed this being. He wouldnt budge, just continued to stare at me, he
was angry. Tara lit our White Sage and said a blessing from her Wiccan Book Of Shadows. That startled the "Reaper"-like creature and he vanished.
After he vanished, Tara and I ran to check on my child and lo and behold we heard the beautiful humming and tara saw the glow of an aura in the form
of a person. I now realize that the Spirit portraying my grandmother was a guardian watching over my child.
Since that night I have had many experiences with this entity, and seen a few others. Also I have had a handful of SP's.
Finally, a year ago my husband witnessed this Dark entity, before his experience he wrote it off as me just being a tad bit crazy or something of that
sort. What I dont understand though, is yes there has been a dark energy encompasing my childhood home, but this one specific Being has followed me to
many places. I have been blessed, prayed over, and too many different kinds of purifying rituals. But HE still comes back. I cant even live alone
because of him. He is worse when I am alone, stronger and more ready to attack. But when someone is living with me or near he just watches me,
waiting... what does he want from me? Ive asked religious leaders and psychiatric professionals even! Nobody can give me answers... and my doctors
even confirm that I am "all there" that there is nothing wrong in my head. And the Religious and Spiritual Leaders can only tell me to not give It
any strength, meaning dont let fear take over. I am doing my best, but I just want to know its purpose, and why me?