This is an experience that happened not only to me, but to
my sister and my mother as well.
I moved out of my Dad's house when I was 17. I was
determined to be out from under my father's rules. I
moved in with my boyfriend and his friend, of whom he
roommated with.
One night, I noticed, as I was falling asleep, a shadow of what appeared to be a man, standing in
the corner of the room, near the open closet door. He was
very tall. His head reached the top of the ceiling.
Although I could not make out any facial features, I knew
this being was staring at me. I was very afraid of it,
but at the same time, I felt as though it was there to
protect me. I saw it every night after that.
One night,
I had awoken to the urge to go to the bathroom. Half-
asleep, I arose from the bed. As I stood up, I opened my
eyes only to see a void of black nothingness in front of
me. It startled me at first, as I was expecting to see my
room ahead of me when I opened my eyes. I was suddenly
overwhelmed with fear, as I quickly figured out that it
was the shadow standing in front of me. I screamed, and
jumped back into bed, not realizing I had landed on top of
my boyfriend. Of course, he woke up startled at the sound
of my screams, and the impact of my body to his, but did
his best to console me. I still had to go to the
bathroom, so I made him turn on the light before I would
budge from the bed. As he got up to turn the light
switch, I scanned the room for the shadow. It was no
where to be seen.
On another occasion, I had gone to bed
alone, because my boyfriend and his friend were in his
friends room playing video games. I awoke, for no
apparent reason, and felt a sudden unbelievable feeling of
fear and dread come over me. I tried to move to turn on
the lights but I was paralyzed. I quickly realized I was
also mute. My screams were inaudible. It was then I
realized I was dreaming. So, consciously, in my dream, I
closed my eyes and attempted to wake my self up. Again, I
awoke, and found myself in the same scenario. I was still
dreaming. Once again, I closed my eyes and forced myself
awake. (Which I have repeatedly done before. I have the
ability to wake myself from dreams if I realize that I am
dreaming. It's pretty wild. I can also force my self to
talk in my sleep, which I have done on occasion to get my
boyfriends attention, to wake me up, if for some reason, I
cannot wake my self from a dream.) Somehow I knew that
shadow was responsible for the incident.
Finally, my
boyfriend and I were making enough money to live in our
own apartment by ourselves. I hoped that maybe moving to
a new place would rid me of the shadow that plagued my
life. I was wrong.
It got worse in the new place. I constantly felt as though I was being watched. Even when
I was alone in the house, I felt as though something were
there with me. I still saw that shadow, near the open
closet door, every night. It got so bad that I refused to
sleep in the bedroom by myself, when my boyfriend started
working grave-shift. I slept on the couch with all the
lights on and the TV on.
One night I had mistakenly
fallen asleep in my bedroom. I awoke to the sounds of
feet padding across the carpet. As I listened I realized
they were getting closer to the bed, and I jolted upright,
and scanned the room for the intruder. Then, my boyfriend
started telling me things. He said there was a corner in
the room that made him extremely uneasy. Now my boyfriend
is a very skeptical man. For him to say this to me was
more proof that something was bothering me from beyond.
One day, as I walked into the bedroom to join my boyfriend
on the bed, I noticed a look of horror on his face.
Frightened at his expression, I bolted towards him and
begged him for an explanation for his facial expression.
He refused to tell me at first, contesting that he didn't
want to scare me. But I didn't let up, and finally he
confessed, that as I walked into the room he saw a black
shadow hovering above my head. It followed at the same
pace as I was walking. He said he distinctly remembered
noticing that it had eyes. He blinked and it
disappeared.
After that, I was so fed up with being
tortured in my own home by this thing, I decided to buy
some sage and burn it throughout my house to cleanse it of
this bothersome apparition. By this time we had plans to
move out within days, so I waited until the minute we
moved out, and my boyfriend and I smoked the house with
the sage, and then covered each other in the smoke and
left.
I have not seen nor been bothered by that shadow
since. Upon telling my mother and my sister about it,
they preceded to account of stories they had with the same
shadowy figure. My mom had come in contact with it right
after she had left my father. (My parents are divorced)
My sister had experience with it after she had moved out
of my fathers house into my mom's house. And I had come
in contact with it after I moved out into my boyfriends
house. We all believed it was an extension of my father,
keeping an eye on us at some point in time. Yes, my dad
was still alive. I never did tell him of my belief. But
it was a being that was very negative and very sad and
lonely. I could feel it every time it was around me.
Once the figure was gone, the feelings of depression
stopped. My father has passed away, and I now think he
himself has become my guardian. Although, his presence is
much more positive and loving, and for that matter....
welcome.
Thanks for your time,
Christina
Contact me here: Amzonprncss@hotmail.com
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