Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Hi guys! It’s me again. As I said in my last post, I did have another recent story for you all. This one happened at my friend’s apartment.

My friend Asha and I were sleeping over at my friend Nick’s apartment. Asha was dead tired, so we decided to go to bed. She and I were sleeping on the futon and Nick went to his room. I’ve never had an issue in his apartment before, so I was caught off guard.

I was starting to fall asleep, when I heard voices whispering. His apartment carried sound well, so normally I would assume it was his neighbors talking, or someone in the halls… but something about it made me uneasy. Not long after, I glanced over to the kitchen, and I noticed a blue light. It set me off, and lingered, so I tried profusely to wake Asha up… it faded by the time I got her up, and I asked her to come to the kitchen with me for a second. We did, and I looked out the window for anything that could have been that bright… but the neighbors light was still on, so it ruled that out as the kitchen wasn’t blue anymore. We looked for a good ten minutes, and neither of us could deduce what it was.

So, we went back to bed. Again, Asha klonked out much quicker then myself. I tried to sleep yet again, but that’s when I didn’t just feel like something was there. I knew it was. It was trying to make contact, no doubt… and it felt like whatever was there wanted me to feel like it did. I felt like I was being crushed and bound tightly. I was still awake, and shivering, but I couldn’t move my body other than shivering no matter how hard I tried. Whatever it was tried hard and harder to more or less condense me to a tiny ball.

It felt female in nature to me… like a young girl. I had the feeling that whoever she was, she had been tied up and put in a small, inescapable area. Finally, when I was stuck to as much as it wanted me to be, I felt a pain in my chest. It hurt. A lot. I started to gasp and hyperventilate, and I couldn’t catch my breath, no matter how hard I tried. I began to tear up, trying to breath, but I just couldn’t. Finally, after a good minute or so, it stopped, and I just started to cry.

Despite the fact that I near had to knock her off the bed to wake her up before, Asha woke up almost instantly, asking me what was wrong and hugging me, trying to figure out why I was crying. I couldn’t stop, and she asked if maybe there’s was something there. She knew it was a big deal, because I don’t cry. Unless I’m beyond upset, I don’t like to cry. I always try to be the big ol’ tough one for my friends. I explained to her what had happened, and she was pretty angry over it. No, not at me, but at whatever would have the gall to do something like that.

So, for a third time, I tried to sleep…with no avail. It started to happen again, the same way as before. This time I was determined to get some answers. I tried asking it a few questions. It told me it was indeed dead. I believed that. I asked how it died? It replied that it was tied up, put in a car trunk and drowned. Again, it seemed truthful. Finally, I asked if it was a boy or girl. It said a boy, but it’s answer was hesitated… which made me more inclined to believe it was lying to me now. The pain in my chest was coming back, so I knew I was going to start gasping. Luckily, before that happened, Asha reached over and gave me another hug, and it stopped again. After that third time, I finally got to sleep.

I’m kind of curious now, who it could have been? If they were being truthful, but at the same time, I don’t wanna look into things and end up making it worse.

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