posted on Dec, 8 2005 @ 09:23 AM
I was around fifteen years of age when I experienced this, (I'm twenty-six now), and remember it very vividly so I hope I don't get too long winded.
It was around 2:30 or so in the morning and I had just put down the book that I was reading and set it upon my bedsisde table. I then put myself under
the covers, switched off my reading light, and began to remove my glasses. As I was setting down my glasses I noticed that my room had begun to get
very warm, almost oppressively so. I began to feel very uncomfortable and vulnerable so I did what all people with bad eyesight do, I reached for my
glasses. I noticed immediately that the lenses were fogged, and I used my pillowcase to wipe off the condensation. I looked around my room but saw
nothing unusual, so I kicked off the covers and resumed relaxing on the bed.
What happened next occured quite quickly, most likely less than five minutes. Perhaps thirty seconds later I began to hear a vibration, fast and
buzzing like a muted cell phone. I looked around to see what was happening when the buzzing volume increased at least ten-fold and was joined by an
almost metallic sounding whine. The vibration was so loud the glass in my bedroom window was shaking violently, almost to the point where I felt it
would shatter. An enormous pressure began to build around me, almost as if I were on a roller coaster, and the fillings in my two back teeth started
to get very hot. Then, to my horror, the empty air to the right of my bed expanded like a soap bubble being blown and revealed a tall completely white
figure that was very thin, almost two dimensional, and featureless. The figure moved violently and pushed against the air like it was trapped and
distorted the air like a funhouse mirror. At this point I tried to scream, but the sound had completely drowned out any noise I tried to make. The
figure then started whipping and thrashing harder than ever, and the pressure around me increased so much that I started to get blurred vision. After
a short time of this, I don't know how long for sure as there wasn't a clock in my line of sight, I lost conciousness.
When I awoke at around 3:30 a.m. my pillow and bedclothes were soakeded with blood from my nose, and I had a horrible headache from the back of my
eyes to the top of my head. I then, of course, went into my mothers room to tell them that I didn't feel good. My mother, who was also awake, went
full on protective mom mode at the sight of all the blood on me and immediately made my step-father drive me to the hospital.
On the way to the hospital I asked my Mom why she was awake, she wouldn't give me a straight answer but mentioned something about a loud noise. My
mother was also recovering from a stroke at the time so it was hard for her to describe things then, My step-father was visibly shaken and wouldn't
look me in the eyes when I described what happened.
We arrived at the hospital and they gave me a , I think anyway, Catscan and various other tests. The doctor kept asking me if we had flown on a plane,
or been anywhere with high elevation within the last day or so. We of course had not and the doctor sent me home with some mild pain reliever and a
clean bill of health.
This event was terrifying and by no means the last odd occurence at, or around, my mothers house. I have been alternately fascinated and frightend by
this place and will post some other somewhat smaller occurences at a later time. Hope I didn't ramble too much for anyone!