About four years ago, I moved to a new house.
Well, maybe not so new since it's been here for ten years.
Everything was fine here. One night, I was in my bed
sleeping when I awoke with a start for no apparent reason.
I noticed my door wide open as I'd left it with the hallway
light shining brightly. However, what I did not leave at
the doorway was someone or something watching me sleep. It
had no face and looked like a shadow that was 3 dimensional
like a regular person. The room felt cold which was not
understandable on a warm summer night.
The figure turned and walked down the hall to the bathroom
but I only heard three steps though the bathroom was at
least 4 four metres down the hall. Instead of shining the
usual yellow light, suddenly it turned blood red. The
figure rushed back to look at me and I heard laughing. I
kept pinching myself repeatedly because I thought I was
losing my mind. I couldn't move or scream despite how
terrified I was and my little brother, probably five at the
time and too afraid to sleep alone continued to sleep
undisturbed beside me. After a few moments, I felt weight
and heat on my bed. There was a painful sensation on my
chest as though someone were sitting on it or pushing down
extremely hard like they were trying to break my ribs and
this caused me to have a hard time breathing. I prayed
the "Our Father" over and over in my head until I slowly
felt the sensation stop and the temperature in my room
return to normal. I promptly woke up my little brother and
told him to turn on the light.
I told my parents that there was a ghost in the house and
naturally, they didn't believe me. After I told them what
happened they searched the house to find it empty and
questioned everyone of whom knew nothing since they were
all sleeping. This left me looking like an absolute lunatic
as I refused to reenter my room and they had to drag me
upstairs to sleep on the extra bed in my sister's room and
on the way there I could hear laughing again and an extra
set of feet coming up the stairs with us though I couldn't
see anyone.
Once again the cold sensation reoccurred and the "pressing"
became worse as my sister slept with no clue of what was
happening. I prayed again until it stopped and when it did
I passed out. Not owning a cross, I borrowed a wooden one
the next day. When I went home, I could smell something
burning and close to me. I looked for a source but with
nothing cooking and all the windows shut (No smells coming
in from outside like a BBQ) I smelled the cross. It was the
thing that smelled like it was burning. For the entire
week, whenever I wasn't at home the cross had no scent. But
whenever I re-entered my home, it resumed creating a
powerful burning scent.
It took me a month and seeking much guidance from others
but eventually I got rid of the spirit. I anointed myself
with holy oil nightly and when I did there were no attacks.
I sprinkled salt through the premises, prayed over the room
and did a lot of other gimmicks but in the end it worked
and I haven't been bothered since.
Contact me here: savingdreams@hotmail.com
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