EDIT: Offensive language/content removed.
For the past year or so I have been haunted by what I prefer to call "The Shadows". In the beginning of my haunting expierences the shadows did not show themselves, however chose to toy with me in other disturbing ways. I would lye down to sleep at night, and began to have reoccurring dreams on top of dreams. I would feel as if I were dreaming, and something horrible would occur like a fire, and I would scream and scream and struggle to move, but could not, this is when I discovered I was dreaming, so I would do what anyone would do, tell myself to wake up, wake up wake up. After a few minutes I would awake, in my bed, same room, everything in the same place, however a few seconds after awaking, the room would catch fire again, or my blanket would wrap itself around my head and I could not breath nor could I move, and any sound I would attempt to make or call out to another in my household would be either muffled, or distant. After a few months of these reoccurring dreams, ever so often, (this was not every night, however it was more frequent than now) I realized I had placed my ouija board under my bed in a drawer, a ouija board I have not used for 2 years. I decided that this may be what's causing my haunting extremely scary dreams, and that maybe the devil, or some force under which, was making it's way to my dreams threw this ouija board. A couple of nights after coming to that conclusion, before destroying my ouija board, I was lying in bed one night in a small struggle to go to sleep, I was staring around my room for a few moments when I noticed a hovering black shadow in the corner above my bedroom door. I did a triple take to make sure I wasn't just seeing things, and it was still there moving in and out and up and down. I sat up and stated "So You're what's been coming to me in my dreams, you're not welcome here, leave now!" The figure continued to hover, suddenly I saw something scatter across my bedroom floor, I thought it was my cat, but I looked to my feet, and my cat was at my feet, silently sleeping, there was nothing else in the room. I returned my gaze to the same corner where I had seen the shadow, it was still there hovering, however when I looked to the other corners of the room, there were two more, one in front of my bed in the upper right corner of my wall, another in the third corner and the original above the door in that corner.
I stared dumbfounded for about 15 mins, and they did not move, they just hovered and moved in a wave type motion. I was too tired and kind of freaked out to stare any longer, so I figured I was just seeing things and went to sleep. The day after that occurance I felt it would be the best if I destroyed the ouija board immediatly, after a prayer for help from God to keep the ouija and whatever spirits may attempt to use it as a gateway even after it's demise---for as some know the ouija is a gateway, destroyed or in tact.
The dreams stopped for a couple of months, I called them "waking dreams" by the way, and I hadn't seen the shadows any more, mind you... I did look.
After that couple of months, the dreams began to come back, but not the same, and no longer just dreams. They were no longer reoccurring dreams or waking dreams as I called them, they had instead began the moment I would drift into that place between sleep and awake. Too add to this change, instead of blankets wrapping themselves around my head, and trying to sufficat me, or feeling my body being dragged violently around my house via floor, or my bedroom catching fire, over and over and over, the shadows themselves came.
It only happens near the middle of the month, and when I sleep facing the same wall I saw the first shadow, on my left side, or my back.
The dream I had before the one I had last week, they said they were going to find a way to get me, and that they WOULD get me. After that statement, they quickly departed, as if they had only come to look at me and give me the message. They departed threw the same wall they always do, however I never see them come in, but I see them leave. I feel as though they want me to see them leaving. They have voices, but the voices are not solid like a persons, they have many voices, that I can only describe as taunting whispers and giggles, they have no faces, nor are they shaped like a person, they're moving shadows, up and down, I cannot see threw them, nor can I move when they come, and as for screaming, forget it, my voice is a whisper in my own head.
When they come I can barely breath, as though someone knocked the wind out of me but won't give it back, or someone is sitting on my chest, someone very very heavy.
However, these are not dreams, I find myself at times with my eyes open, but my mind is still in that hazy place between sleep and awake.
The last dream I had was Wed. May 11, 2005. As I was getting ready for bed something in the back of my mind kept reminding me that they said they were going to find a way to get me, and that they would return. In the back of my mind I knew they were due, however I did not concentrate on this, instead I meditated myself to sleep by thinking of the ocean, and the forest. When I lye down in my bed I was on my back with my left leg cocked outward, and my right hand on my belly and the other flat at my side. As soon as I hit that famous, usually very comfotable place, between sleep and awake, they were above me hovering, laughing in their whisperous, taunting voices. The same as the first encounter there were three of them, one hovering above me on my left, ( This one is the largest, and the same one I saw the first time, hovering above the door in the corner of the room)
the other at the foot of my bed, making it's way up to me, and the other was I on my right holding me down. As soon as I realised they were there. I attempted to scream, however when I tried, my voice was slow, distant, and began to change in my throat as the shadow that was at the foot of the bed had already made it's way to my chest. Something deep and dark broke threw the faint whisper that was my voice, something like a deep raspy scream from a movie or something like the exorcist voice. As the voice that was emerging from the whisper that was mine got louder, my neck rose violently, like someone trying to hold my jaw open. That's when the one on my chest began to get close to my face, laughing all the way...when I tried to put my head back down, and close my mouth, I could not, and the headboard began to shake violently.
That's when I realized they were trying to get into ME! They were trying to either take ME, or something INSIDE of me, that's when I realized, screaming was actually helping the shadows in whatever their attept was or whatever it was they were after, opening my mouth to scream would only help them. So I tried and tried very hard to move, anything I could. I tried to kick my legs up, but all I did was shuffle my feet a little, so I tried to lift my arms to swing at them, but as far as I could get, which felt like forever, was to lift my right arm, and believe me that was a struggle.
I began trying to pound on my wall, however the pound would end up only a light tap, and the loud, feriousious bang I had hoped to make, did not come. Suddenly, as I was tapping at the wall, the loud voice in the back of my mind,
(that might I add has been the breaking point between me and these creatures, the only way I have managed to get out of the waking dreams,)
The voice kept repeating, over and over, to tell them;
"This soul belongs to God."
Due to the fact that I am in strong belief these shadows have something to do with the devil, and the ouija board I had destroyed.
As I began to state my sentence the shadows immediately retreated into the wall across the room.
This is the part that tells me, these are NOT dreams! Amongst other things...
As I was finishing the sentence my eyes opened, and I was still whispering the last two words of my sentence "to god" I swear to all I know is real, that when I awoke I was finishing my sentence. My mouth was very dry, and I believe that was caused by my being barley able to move.
My legs were folded at the ankle, and my hands were crossed on my chest as would a person look whom is in a coffin.
I NEVER sleep with my hands folded across my chest, nor do I sleep with my ankles crossed, it hurts my side.
As I awoke I felt my chest open up, and I took quite a few deep breaths, as if I had just come up from holding my breath too long. I sat up and turned on my light, looked around for any evidence of the shadows visit, but there were none, I looked into the wall they had departed, and said "tell your boss!"
I was angry, not only because this has gone on for a year, every month, but I don't know what I'm dealing with! I am afraid, angry, and cannot fight when they come. I can't stand sleeping with lights on, not even a candle will work for me, but I don't want to take up sleep deprivation on account of the devil needing some new tissue for his quilting hobby!
After I caught my breath and allowed my heart rate to go down, I smoked part of a cigarette, and pondered whether or not I should sleep with my light on, however it dawned on me there would be no point in trying if I left the light on, so I decided to put a cross, and the bible under my pillow. I turned off the light, and went to sleep.
I have not been visited since, however I am conjuring a plan of action to capture them or their whispering voices on tape, I don't know how much longer I can deal with these creatures, whatever they may be. This is the closest they've ever gotten, and the most vulnerable I have ever felt while under their power. I have found the only way to make them retreat or to cease their actions, is GOD, the name/word of GOD, some reference to GOD = for me any way= seems to scare them away, or shut them out, and I awake thereafter.
However I do not know how long that will hold them back, I believe as long as there's a God to help me keep them away.
It worked threw most of the waking dreams I'd been having, however not all, in some I COULD NOT speak nor say GOD, and the torture continues until I conjure the strength to do something, or the voice in my head just screams out, and as it screams I recieve the power to scream.
But how long will that do? How long until they find a way to shut that voice out as well? I fear they will find a way to keep me quiet, just as they have from the beginning, the same as keeping me paralyzed.
This last time was something I cannot describe. If it were possible to provide you with evidence, I wouldn't doubt, I had not even HIT REM.
The moment I slipped slightly from the world, between sleep and awake they were here, and they were closer, stronger than they've ever been, and they were trying to get some way into me! Whatever part of me it is they want, it is spiritual, for when we sleep we are the most vulnerable, and threw dreams, evil influences Mankind, as well as posses them.
I know they were, to some degree inside of me, and I fear not waking up at all one day, or slipping into a coma, here in the world of wakefulness, and this will happen to others.
For those of you that can tell me, have you seen them?? What do you do? Are they demons, minions, aliens, or just a figment of my overworked under paid imagination?? I do not posses any kind of brain disfunctions, or illnesses, to my knowledge any way, and I am in good health for my age. I do however suffer from Chronic Sarcasm every 6-8 hrs.
JK=or am I?I am only sharing my story with all of you, because I am under the impression many are reporting this phenomena, and I am certainly NOT alone. Nor would I be labeled as a lunatic for my experiences in the past year, (not by EVERYONE any way, just those folks that call themselves "Normal" whatever THAT is...)
Thank you for reading my post I hope to hear from others with similar expierences. Good day to you all.
but anyways...a lot of people see them. i myself saw one...ONCE i was so freaked out i couldn't move. it didn't do anything however. I am aware of the state between sleep and wakefulness(is that a word??) its like the place between our world and what i call "the other side". the place where spirits of those unable to move on are trapped. i believe that we go to this "place" because we enter a state of mind that allows us to see what is there all the time but invisible unless in this state. Perhaps the "shadows"haunt you all the time...
