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Hallucinations or Evil Spirits?

Posted on September 17, 2011

I’m schizophrenic, so sometimes its hard for me to tell what’s real and what my mind senses as real. However, the following experience I know wasn’t a projection of my deluded mind. Here is my story.

I have never felt safe in my house. At first, I thought it was a ghost. But, as I got older, I told myself things like ghosts don’t exist, and that all paranormal activity has some logical explanation. I’m 14 now, and am positive that there are things out there that science can’t explain for me. I never like being in my house alone. For some reason, it just seems foreboding and malevolent. I don’t have a lot of friends, because I live in a very small, conservative town and am openly gay. Also, my parents are rarely home, so I often find myself alone in this evil place.

One day, at around 3:00 PM, I was walking around upstairs, opening all the blinds, trying to get some light into the house. I walked into my room, only to find that my blind had shut. Thinking I mustn’t have pulled it correctly, I opened it again and went out into the living room to get my iPod.

I returned to my room, only to find that they blind had once again closed. Remembering the malevolence I often felt in the house, I turned on all the TV’s, radios, or any other things that make noise or project a human voice. I was sitting on the couch, reading a book with noise blaring all around me. Suddenly, everything that was plugged in died. Startled by the sudden lack of noise, I dropped my book. For some strange reason, it never made a thud, but made a noise like a gunshot, echoing throughout my house.

Now fairly alarmed, I went downstairs to check the breakers. None of them had been blown, so I went to check all my neighbours houses. I could see they all still had power. Telling myself that it was just a problem with the wiring in my house, I sat back down on the couch and started reading again. Deciding I wanted to change the song, I picked up my iPod. I picked it up, pressed the home button, and wasn’t even at the music app before I watched the battery drain complete and it die, even though it had been fully charged on the charger when the power had originally gone out.

While I had been checking the breaker, all the blinds had closed. Now it was very dark in my house, and I thought I heard breathing. Now, even now, I desperately told myself it was just my breathing. Still, with clammy hands I reopened the living room window. Feeling stupid now, in the bright sunlight, I decided that I would simply wait until my power came back on and I would call my parents. (I had cordless phones that required power to work).

Pleased with my plan, I sat down on the couch and picked up my book a third time. Suddenly, I heard an evil sound, a cross between a cry of pain and a man laughing darkly. The blind slammed shut, and no matter how hard I pulled, it wouldn’t open for me. Losing my head completely, I ran from the living room, screaming everywhere prayer I knew, even though I don’t believe in God, heaven or hell. I ran to my front door and pulled hard. It wouldn’t open for me no matter what I did. Screaming senselessly now, I started losing it. Mysterious shadows were flitting across walls, and an increasingly transparent figure was walking towards me, its finger pointing accusatorily towards me.

“No! It wasn’t me! I never did anything! I promise!” I shouted, backing myself into a corner. I could now distinguish the figure, a male who was probably around six feet tall, with blond hair that was medium length and straight, very blue eyes, and fairly attractive. He looked around 17, and his dress style looked fairly modern and new. However, I didn’t know any one of that description, and he was walking towards me with his hands outstretched, looking ready to strangle me. Desperately, I screamed and screamed, I screamed any thought that came to mind.

I must have screamed for 15 minutes straight before I was so hoarse that I couldn’t say anything else. While I was screaming, the transparent male couldn’t come any closer. Now that I’d stopped, he menacingly started walking towards me. I was crying now, but I could make no sound, no last cry for help. Suddenly, I heard my phone ring and vibrate. My ringtone, Lady GaGa’s “The Edge of Glory” started playing. My phone vibrated off the table and its battery fell out, but it was enough to push the ghost back for a few more seconds. Somehow, I croaked out more lyrics from Glory. I sang the rest of that song, then I kept on singing until my voice was barely a whisper.

Finally, at 5:00, my mom came home, and the figure vanished. She didn’t say a word to me, just told me to take my anti-psychotics and go lay down for a bit. Never again have I seen this ghost figure, but I still sometimes sense the foreboding air and malevolent presence that is taking up residence somewhere in my home.

Sent in by Brad, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com




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