posted on Jun, 6 2008 @ 02:24 AM
I haven't spoken of this except twice in my life, once during this incident and another with my one and only wife. I had been vexed by these
entities when I was younger, but things have gotten quiet in the last few years. There are only two things out of all the experiences that I have
seen that make me not really afraid, but somewhat nervous because of the lack of control I have over the circumstances. One is a 24 year old photo of
my family homestead from the Confederacy that is triple exposed and has things in it that are unspeakable (sorry, I will never post it) and the other
is this one particular experience.
I may be a fool for even discussing this, because just like the photo, things happen when I talk about it, but the post caught me. I was about 23
lying in bed with my fiance at the time discussing people we held in high esteem and respected because of life's jacked up curve balls. I had just
lost a best friend from a drowning and we were both just reflecting. Then I brought up a certain person in high school that I had known. She was an
amazing and beautiful soul, an absolute wonder to be around. This girl's mother had committed suicide in ninth grade, which was a shock to everyone.
She returned to school and she tried to continue with life (and did a great job at it). I was always uneasy speaking of the situation, because for
some reason(like now) things would get a little weird.
While we were in mid sentence about this subject, there in the doorway of my room with all the lights off, was black within black within black. I saw
it and did not speak because I had seen these things before, but when my fiance's breathe left her like I had never heard before, I knew it was
there. I told her to not be afraid and to lie still. Then I really do not remember exactly what I said, but it was along the the lines of "we are
honoring your daughter and do not wish you ill will, go in peace". I don't to this day know what scared me the most, the black within black figure,
or my fiance's reaction. Then it slowly dissipated, leaving her with quite the shock, but I somewhat calm and lucky for once to have a witness.
To this day I will not mutter that girl's name, just thinking it makes me shudder. I need a cigarette.