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Scratched

Posted on June 16, 2011

My experience happened to me a few years ago when my youngest son was hospitalized with a life threating disease in Riley Children’s Hospital. I also have two other children besides the one who was born with the disease of his intestines.

After I had been in my sons room night and day for several months I began to cry over missing my other two boys and I was told about a charity house across the street that allows families with severely ill children to come to their mansion and stay in one of their rooms so that their other children could also see their parents. It seemed almost too good to be true for me to hear but I signed up for a room on their long waiting list and prayed like hell that I would get one soon.

When the call came in just a few days later that a room had become available for my husband and our other kids I think I cried with complete joy knowing that in some small way we could be like a normal family again. I wasn’t able to help my husband haul some of our personal items to the room that day but I was excited to do my share of putting clothes and personal things into place when I would get there in the evening. We had decided that I would stay with our sick son in the hospital from early morning till bedtime and then I would go to our little room every night around 7:00pm and spend the rest of the evening with my husband and other two kids.

I will never in all my life forget though that terrible feeling that washed over me that night when I first walked in our tiny bedroom door. All the excitement and happiness I had been filled with drained outta me at that moment as I stood there pale faced an gawking in the doorway. The only way to explain it is to say it felt like the worst depression and anger I had ever felt in my life. I wanted to turn and run the minute I got there but I had to literally force myself to walk across the room so I could smother my boys in love and kisses I had saved up for them.

That night was as bad as I prayed to God it wouldn’t be though. The moment the lights went out for bed I froze stiff with fear and whatever this thing was or ‘spirit’ it wasted no time in what it wanted to do. I remember feeling like someone had turned on the AC and I just couldn’t get warm and next I was drawn to a top corner of the room where I became fixed almost on this red and white light about the size of a lemon that started to twinkle and change its shape as it floated in strange random patterns in the room. I first tried to make logic of the light but our room had one window that faced a brick wall an there was no way a cars light could do this. Then it became hard for me to breathe and I felt pinned to my bed and the sheets were removed in a quick yank from my legs.

I’m not sure how long this went on but when i could move i ran to the lamp and flipped it on in tears. I dunno why but I just didn’t want to tell my husband or anyone for that matter and for the next three days I made every excuse I could why I could not stay in that room with my family. Finally my husband put his foot down and demanded I stay with them at night or he would give the room up to some other family like us who would actually use it to be together. I think the guilt killed me with that statement and none of them seemed bothered by what had tormented me that first night. I told myself It was stress and too many movies but I never believed either one in my heart.

When night came I refused to allow myself to think about any of the nonsense from the first night and I actually drifted off to sleep feeling warm and grateful for the room. I think it was somewhere between two or three when I woke up in serious pain. I was aware of a terrible burning on my right forearm and it was growing worse to the point I wanted to scream out but realized I suddenly had no voice. I pulled and yanked and yelled at my husband beside me to wake up but he acted like he was in a coma or dead for all the good I was doing to wake him. I was so afraid and my thoughts were on my other two boys in the room an their safety. I did the only thing I have ever been told to do at this point. I made the sign of the cross and began to pray that god hear me and make this ‘thing’ go away. But I could not know it would get worse before it got better and i began to be overwhelmed by this terrible feeling of helplessness that I cannot explain.

I started thinking of ways to kill myself and tears flowed out of my eyes and into my ears as i lay on my back. I made one last attempt to cry out for a higher power and I’m still not sure what was different but this time the change in the room was immediate. I cried even harder but this time was because I was so thankful that my cries for help had been heard. I felt I had hope in life again and I couldn’t imagine how I ever allowed myself to feel like I just had. I realized how lucky and blessed I was as there were many families before us that stayed in that room only to leave with one less child in their lives.

As thankful as I was though I took no chances and packed up my little family and fled that awful room at first daylight. I remember sitting in a chair beside my sons hospital bed later that day in pain with this moon shaped scratch deep in my arm when my sons doctor casually asked me how I had gotten a third degree burn on my arm in such a strange shape like it was. I had no answer so I just shrugged and let it drop. Still to this day years later I have a deep scar on my forearm and it scares me so badly when I allow myself to think on how it got there. If there are truly things in this world that are that evil and wish us harm then I can only now try to be opened minded to the many stories I have heard from people that sadly I once smirked and scoffed at.

I think this all happened to me for a reason and that reason being to open my mind to things that are far beyond our human understanding. You should not always have to be able to touch something or see it to believe that it possibly is there an very very real. So to anyone on this site that I may have ever offended or commented on your story trying to contradict you I do apologize to you. I was ignorant an I have since changed.

Sent in by Jena Gosnell, Copyright 2011




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