I have had trouble even putting this horrible event into words…until now.
I’ve lived in the same house for a long time. From time-to-time, we hear someone walking upstairs even when I know that no one is awake or even home. My dog barks at nothing and I promise you that it isn’t something the dog heard outside. No. It’s whoever or whatever is in my house.
Actually, there is more than one entity in my home. I have created a nickname for the one that I think is a younger spirit, maybe a teen. His name is Phil. Or, at least that’s what I call him. He will mess with my Mom as she hears bangs and walking. I always tell her to ignore it, and it will stop. Which it does. But as soon as you speak of him, or my mother freaks out, or I’m on my phone listening to things like ‘Weird Darkness’…the activity just sky rockets. Mostly, I think he just messes with me.
Recently, I was walking up the stairs and I heard my name called. It was right in my ear…as if someone whispered to me. Another time, I really did get freaked out as I had to use the bathroom so bad and he was so active that I really didn’t want to move…I stayed in the same spot until I couldn’t hold it anymore and then I ran to the bathroom, did my business, and ran back to my bed. Phil is also a prankster and he moves things around. I have just started a new job and had been provided with an ID badge. For the life of me, I swear I put it down, went to wash up, and when I came back it wasn’t there. I searched for it for ages and eventually gave up. Later, when I came back I find the ID badge sitting right on the bed. It’s not the first time I’ve been pranked and it won’t be the last.
The nice spirit really doesn’t bother me, but whatever else is in my house – the dark-man I call him – the darker entity…that is what scares me. It scared me so badly that I blocked the experience out until now. I haven’t thought about the darker spirit in a long time. I had it stored away in my head, far, far away. But then I have been listening to Weird Darkness and that has started it back up. The reason I forgot about the dark spirit is because I had blocked out an entire horrific and terrifying paranormal experience.
The cold spots in this house come and go, but with this spirit, it’s not just a cold spot, it is a terrible feeling that the walls are closing in on you. Like hundreds of eyes are looking at you. As if you’re about to be attacked.
I was about 13-14 (I’m now 25). I was living upstairs at the time. I can remember it so vividly now. It was very late…I can remember feeling a strange feeling – as if something was watching me. I look up and I see a shadowed-out man. Not a shadow person nor a man. It was a dark figure, but I could see his eyes and his face. The way it looked was not natural and I have never experienced so much fear I’n my life. And, when it noticed that I had seen him…he turned and looked At me. I was frozen in shock with my hair standing up on the back of my neck. The worst part was I felt that this spirit could really hurt me and wanted to.
I pulled the covers over my head. It took what felt like hours for me to even gather enough energy to pull that blanket over me and even longer to lay down. Finally, I lay there afraid To move. Finding it hard to breathe just praying and hoping that it would leave. No – I feel the spirit getting closer like that feeling you get when you can see a spider slowly sliding down its web towards you. I felt the dark spirit right by my face with only the blanket separating us. I could hear it breathing right in my ear. He was breathing like he wanted to get me, as if he wanted me to be afraid. It felt like hours listening to that breathing right in my ear. I was so scared and so afraid that I couldn’t even produce a scream. I was too afraid to yell for help, as if this dark spirit was preventing me from doing so. I couldn’t move.
Apparently, I must have finally fallen asleep and that was it. I had not remembered this experience until just a few days ago. It was was so horrific that I blocked out the memory.
Whatever that dark spirit was, it was not the same spirit that pranks my Mom and I. I don’t know who or what it was. Now, I wait to see if he comes back. Luckily, now I’m not afraid. I guess Phil has kept the dark spirit away, maybe protecting me. I’m just waiting for the dark man to come back. And I’ll be ready.
Submitted by Luigi Bonanno.
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