Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I’m a 17 year old girl. Last night, I couldn’t sleep well. Right before the strange activity took place, I checked the clock on my phone. It was 3:14 am. I looked back over to the only source of light in my room, the faint light coming through my window, when I saw movement from the corner of my eye. I sleep with my door closed, so it wasn’t any of my family members or pets, because I never heard the door open. I figured that it was just my eyes playing tricks on me, and tried to focus on getting in a comfortable position to sleep in. I only had the sheet to cover with because it was hot in my room, as always. I have a standing fan that I use to blow cool air on my face at the end of my bed that always stays pointed in the same direction. I tucked myself into the sheets and pulled my knees to my chest, which I find comfortable.

After a few moments, I noticed that I could no longer feel the air from the fan blowing on me. It was as if someone was blocking the path of the air. I looked around the room without actually moving my body or head, and saw an oddly-shaped, pure white light to my left. The light was a thin, white arch (like a crescent moon) with a white oval on the inside of the arch. It hovered near the bed, but I was not frightened by it. I relaxed when I felt the air on me again and closed my eyes, hoping that I could pretend it was just an illusion.

However, a few minutes after that, I felt a light caress on my arm. I froze immediately. I opened my eyes to see that the light was still there, but across the room now. And something was still stroking my arm. It felt like the tip of a very soft fingernail. It wasn’t sharp and it was barely noticeable at first, but it continued on steadily and precisely. I tried looking at my arm, but all I saw next to me was a blurry swirl black and dark gray colors, like someone had done a bad job at editing a person out of a picture. I instantly felt that whatever the light was didn’t want me to have to see the thing that was touching me. I instantly thought that this light was truly an angel sent to protect me from a demon. In a sudden burst of bravery, I pulled my arm quickly under the sheets and closed my eyes tight.

Then I heard what I assume was a soft ‘tsk’ing from the demon. Not a minute later, the air stopped blowing on me again. It stayed at the end of my bed for a short time, before it apparently moved from the path of the air. I tried to convince myself that I was imagining it, but the stroking started up again, on my cheek this time. That thing was either hovering above the bed, or on it. I was so spooked that I didn’t notice the slight tugging at my sheets at first. I used my feet to bring the sheets back up from where they had been pulled tightly flat towards the end of my bed, meaning that the fan wasn’t moving them. I used my hands to cover my cheek with the sheet as well and I heard the tsking again. I heard it every time I made a move to escape the touches. I realized sometime before I fell asleep that this was a warning. For both me and the angel. I don’t remember falling asleep, but I think it might have been the angel again, mercifully granting me a dreamless sleep, but I had no dream.

So here’s what I believe was happening. For whatever reasoning the demon had for being in my room last night/early this morning, the angel had been sent to protect me. I don’t know why or how, but the presence of the angel prevented the demon from doing what it had originally planned to do, so it settled for simultaneously freaking me out and taunting the angel by caressing and touching me. There is a possibility that the angel could not stop him from only doing that. I also feel like there was a past between the demon and angel. It was strange, but somehow, I just KNEW.

Today, I noticed some changes, mainly in my senses. While I was driving, the car felt like it was going 55-60 mph, even though I was going 45 mph. The music in the car seemed too loud, even though I’ve listened to it louder than that before and it never bothered me. As I walked through my house, I heard the creak in every floorboard that I walked across, and every squeak in my ceiling fan. In the shower, the water temperature seemed too hot, even though it was almost on cold. I also kept glancing at the ceiling above my shower, as if there was something there. It did not scared me though, it just put me slightly on edge. You know how if you catch a person looking at you across the room, you have to look bad every so often to see if they’re still looking? It was like that, and I’m pretty sure it was the angel coming back to check up on me. It’s as if my senses have been heightened all day.

I need to know if this kind of thing is normal among people who have had demonic encounters, or if I’m just crazy. Can anyone help me, maybe give me some advice. Is this typical of a pre-possession or is this possibly a one night thing? What should I do if it gets worse?

Sent in by Nikki Allen, Copyright 2010