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When I was 16 years old and in the 9th grade I became very depressed and I felt like I wanted to kill myself. On October 13, 2006 I tried committing suicide by taking all of my mom’s medication. She had about 6 bottles of different medications and I swallowed all of them. After that I began hallucinating and thank god my mother found me on time and took me to the emergency room. The doctors pumped my stomach and said I was very lucky to be alive, I swallowed over 100 pills and I was still living. They kept me in the hospital for a couple of days for observation.

I had been depressed for a while, but I don’t know what made me actually wanna try to commit suicide. I remember sitting on the bathroom floor and I just felt like something went in me, something really bad, I just wanted to end my life. After I was released from the hospital is when everything started…

The night I was released form the hospital I just expected to go home and relax and sleep, I had been feeling so exhausted. I woke up around 2 am and saw the most terrifying thing in my life. I saw figures all over my wall that looked like demons. I closed my eyes tight and I thought when I opened them nothing would be there. When I opened them the faces were still there. I didn’t want to scream because my parents were sleeping and I just thought I was hallucinating. I broke night, I stayed up the whole night and in the morning is when I feel asleep.

I told my mother and my sisters I saw demon faces but they didn’t believe me they said I was just tired and stressed to just get some sleep. The next night I woke up again in the middle of the night because I was hearing voices in my pillow and they didn’t stop. I took the bible I had in my room and just started praying and the voices just got louder, I felt like I was going crazy. I jumped off my bed hysterically crying to my mom’s room. She told me she didn’t hear anything in my room. I asked her to sleep with me in the room and she said yes. My mother went to sleep in the bed with me and the crazy thing was as I was laying down I was still hearing voices. I cried and told her, “don’t you hear the voices?” and she said “no”. She held my hand and prayed for me but nothing made the voices go away. I kept hearing voices in my pillow telling me to hurt myself. I kept seeing the demon faces, things would move by them self in my room, and I had a presence of a demon inside of me. The same thing kept happening for next couple of days.

I became even more depressed and I even lost weight because I was scared to death. It was hard for my family to understand what I was going through. I didn’t want them to think I as crazy. I would see figures on the wall and hear voices and when I would try to show my parents, but they didn’t see what I was seeing. I started praying even more and fell asleep every night with the bible next to me.

One night I woke up to feel the scariest thing in my life, my mattress to my bed just felt like it was sinking down into a whole. I felt paralyzed I just began praying and praying until I could move, and then I ran off my bed out the room. I felt like all of this was happening to me because I tried taking my own life. I begged my mom to get a priest to come and pray for me and she did. When the priest came and started praying for me I started seeing the faces on the wall and a black figure. I kept crying to the priest telling him there was a demon bothering me that wouldn’t leave me alone, and he told me to close my eyes, not to pay mind to what I was seeing. He told me, “have faith in God, he’s here with you, now pray with me.” He kept praying with me until all of a sudden I felt a hot presence run throughout my whole body and a sudden weakness. I opened my eyes and everything just disappeared, I didn’t see anything.

I will never forget the experience I went through. I even became more religious because if it wasn’t for the priest who knows what could have happened to me. I know some of you out there must thing this is a joke but it’s not. Demons and evil spirits do exist. Till this day I feel traumatized from my experience and sometimes at night I am scared to open my eyes and sometimes I even fall asleep with the lights on.

Written by Eugenia, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com