Anyhow, so I think it was about 2 years ago in 2012 when I first encountered what looked to me like a burned victim with black eyes and teeth sharp as knives. Prior to that I had been feeling a pressure on my lower back when in bed, as if someone had climbed on top of me and attacked. The very first time it happened to me, I assumed it was one of my roommates playing a prank. I woke up angry because they had been smothering my face in the pillow and so I went around the house to see who was hiding or whatnot. To my surprise, the house was empty except for a girl who was on the phone with her boyfriend. She popped her head out of her room and asked me if I was alright. She looked puzzled, but not nearly as much as I did when I realized the implications. So fast forward to a day in which I had woken up around 7am and then decided that I still had a few more hours to rest before I had to get ready for work. I went to the restroom real quick and then after washing my hands I spilled myself onto the bed and rolled over facing upwards to the ceiling. The restroom and the room are connected right to each other by a door so I left the door slightly open where I could see some of the mirror. I began to fade into sleep but was stopped by the flatscreen TV on the dresser suddenly moving on its own. It wasn't moving continuously, but rather a quick shake as if something or SOMEONE had bumped it. I looked up and felt my instincts put me on alert. I felt as though I wasn't alone. I couldn't tell you exactly what it feels like except for maybe that some kind of innate alert system took over me as if trying to tell me, "danger!" Even though those animal like instincts were telling me to get up, to do what? I have no idea...I ignored it, let my head fall back and proceeded to pass out into a deep sleep. Looking back, I should have listened to my inner voice.
I woke up maybe an hour and a half later, but I couldn't move. My head and face were facing to the left and as I tried to get myself up, I couldn't. There was a big hand holding my head down, not letting me get up, something was grabbing my body and pressing it down furiously on the bed. In a panic, I tried hard to tilt my head but it was like a worm trying to wiggle itself off a giant hook...I couldn't. And then again, instincts were telling me to pray. A million thoughts might have gone through my mind at that point making it hard to focus on any one prayer, but I remembered enough.." Our father, who art in Heaven..." As I prayed the hand slid off my head fast. And then i turned to the right side of me and that's when I saw it. A giant/or just BIG in stature being with bulging black eyes glared at me, shaking its head while foaming at the mouth with its dozens of teeth. The teeth. They were pointy, they looked like miniature butcher knives wired together. "If he bites me, I'm dead," I thought. And then ...it was over.
I awoke from the paralyzed state and rushed off the bed and out of the house. I'm going to rush through these next parts. Since then, I have become more spiritually aware you could say. I pray more, I am...aware that whether we choose to believe or not, we're not alone. When we die, it isn't lights out and then we cease to exist. This experience among others have led to believe this. Where I'll go I don't know...but this creature/being that I thought I prayed away, I think it's back.
In recent weeks one of my roommates (I'll call him A) has gone off the deep end. He was working in the oil fields, making pretty good money and getting mad wasted on his time off. I suppose it can be hard for someone to control themselves when they're making alot of money compared to before. He went downhill quick, drinking, smoking and then smoking something else called K2. I'm not 100% sure what it is, from what I've heard it's incense, but crushed and smoked or something. I don't know exactly. He started doing that and he goes off on these weird, creepy rants...his eyes bulging from his head, speaking gibberish and foaming at the mouth. Well a few days ago as I fell asleep, I started feeling a similar pressure on my body like paralysis. I remember fighting it off, telling it, "Stop...Stop...you can't...I'm praying...I'm protected...leave me alone!!" It rolled its eyes at me and gave me a glance as if telling me he'd deal with me later. Maybe it's alot to gather from an expression, but given the supernatural circumstances I think it's a safe bet.
The next day which was two days ago. One of the other roommates who lives upstairs (let's call him B ), was telling me that he had a horrific nightmare about a bald shadow person, laying on him from behind, whispering the words, "Yes or No, Yes or No, Yes or No?!" He brushed it off as a bad dream until later that day, he saw roommate A sitting at the bottom of the stairs while on K2, repeating, "yes or no...yes or no..." B told me that scared him and he wondered if the house is haunted.
I haven;t yet told him about my own experience. I don't really want to because I feel as though this would just worsen the situation, making us all scared...
I don't know what to make of all this. I guess the reason I posted this, is because I feel like getting it out....and asking for advice from people of faith. Have you ever encountered these kinds of entities? If so, how do you make them go away? Any advice from spiritual
perspectives would be appreciated greatly. Thanks for hearing me out.
Edited by Donnie Darko, 22 August 2014 - 03:40 AM.