Ever since I’ve been 5 I’ve had a strong faith, but I’ve also believed in another realm as well.
It all started at 5, we lived in a very old house where a man killed himself in the barn (because he heard voices). My first experience was me and my friend Halle were outside in the dark playing, and we both looked over, part of the yard was darker than the other half of the yard. We disregarded this and kept playing, then we heard something and looked to the darker half of the yard and saw two huge red eyes, there were no pupils and no face, there are absolutely no way to describe these eyes. We went inside, being children we never told a soul thinking no one would believe us.
After that I started having bad dreams. Like a zombie thing killed our preacher and a toy maker. I also disregarded this. Then I had a dream about my dad leaving in this new truck that was small, he had another woman in the car and my older brother and little sister. But not me or my older sister… then I had one about me and my little sister and big brother. My big brother started getting attacked and eaten by zombies. The last thing he did while dying was look at me and say, “take Josie go go go! to granny’s” and so I left my big brother and took my little sister to granny’s were we stayed.
Then the sleep paralysis started. I slept on my stomach. I would wake up and try to move but I couldn’t, I couldn’t breath. So I just stayed calm, and prayed. I prayed in my head because I couldn’t breath. What ever happened to me was heavy.
Then when I was around 7 I got sick, deathly sick, and I had a dream of my dead cousin Jonathan. He passed away of cancer and he was 19 or 18. I said to him, “Jonathan what are you doing here, you know your moms going to be mad. She thinks your dead!” And he spoke, “oh hun, I’m not dead only asleep.” With that he left. In my dream no one saw him but me. No one even heard him but me.
After some time this stopped. But I hated being alone. I wouldn’t play by myself or be alone at all. I felt something watching me and felt uncomfortable.
One night, when I was supposed to be in bed, I heard mom talking to my aunt and granny about what used to happen to me when I was a baby. “Well when she was a baby she would wake up and come into our room saying, “momma monsters in my room.” “I would look at her back and there would be scratch marks all over my back.” After finding this out I became curious about what this thing was.
Right when it sparked my curiosity is when it all stopped. Nothing ever happened after these dreams and things – Until we moved into our new house. I was around 10 in the 4th grade (I failed 1st). We moved just down the road from a graveyard. My cousin was buried there. Then dad bought the truck I dreamed about when I was 5, the small one. Then mom and him got a divorce. Mom moved into her boyfriends house. I was 11, my dad took my little sister and older brother. He got a new girlfriend… the one I dreamed about at 5, her name was Susan.
After that Judith (my older sister) started talking to this imaginary friend named C (I refuse to think or type his name) we all ignored it until C started to get physical. That’s when I started feeling discomfort again. I hated being alone. When one night I dreamed of a demon burning down the church and burning the preacher. I was the only one with water to save the preacher and the demon turned to me and said, “you can not have him he’s mine, your god has no power you can not cross,” and I spoke back, “my god has all the power… now watch me cross,” and I walked through the demon and saved the preacher.
A couple months later I got a dreadful feeling. Then my aunt came and spoke to mom. I don’t know what she said but what I do know is mom started screaming my baby, my baby. So I got out of bed and ran to mom. That’s when I found out my brother had killed himself, shot himself in the left side of the brain. I got in my aunts car and me and my little sister went to granny’s house were I dreamed of a demon in front of my mother… it was the same demon from before and he said, “you cant cross you have not power,” I looked down then back up and said to the beast, “watch me,” and prayed while walking through it.) The thing disappeared.
Then when I went back to 302 Hobson Ave. or as I call it the demons house, mom and my sister got possessed by something. I really got scared then it was so scary to see my mom in pain. I prayed and prayed to god hoping then he could really hear me good. When mom finally was controlable and the demon had left mom hugged me and said, “I’m glad nothing happened to you.” I asked her what she meant and she said, “if you touch someone who is possessed you’ll get possessed next,” this made me think. I carried mom out of the truck into the house where Judith put her on the couch.
How come nothing happened to me? All I got was scratches on my back. But Judith got it. It sparked my curiosity again. The night before mom left David and we left the demons house I was asleep and heard a woman’s voice say, “leave now!” and kicked me in back of the head. That night we left. After that nothing really happened but I felt stalked. I thought this to be paranoia and ignored it. When I went to my cousins house, they lived next door to the demons house, we went and visited the new residence. A witch lived there.
She said there were 3 main demons and their names all started with C. One woman and 2 men. I knew who she spoke of but stayed quiet. Her boyfriend didn’t believe her, so he went into one of the closets and started saying, “aw come on show me what ya got!” Nothing happened and he was about to come out when the closet door locked itself (the door has no lock) then he started screaming. When we finally got him out he had 3 names carved in his back. They all started with C, 1 girls and 2 boys. I knew what had happened, and me and the witch both new what things did this to him.
When I was 12 mom and David got back together but we lived in our old house. I hated David and will always hate him. He started to abuse my mother mentally and I was in my room crying afraid of their fights, when I heard a knock at my window. I saw a guy. He was white mist, but some how I knew him. I opened my window. I never knew his real name and still don’t but he let me call him Jesse. Then we spoke and he’d even cuddle in bed with me so I wouldn’t`t be afraid. Then Jesse started getting violent with David.
Soon mom and David broke up and when I was 14 I found out we were moving to Maryville Tennessee. We visited it a couple days later and every time I wished for something. I would get it. I wished I had 50 dollars and I just happened to get 50 dollars because someone threw it in the river.
At first I thought it was a one time thing but I started hearing boots, heavy big boots, follow me everywhere. When then I started dreaming of this big black blob of evil. It was huge and smelled like a thousand dead bodies that had been rotting for centuries. But this thing never hurt me and through the whole dream I would just stare at it horrified.
When me and my friend thought it would be cool to make our own Ouija board. We played with it and nothing happened. When she went home I played by myself. I came in contact with nothing. The only thing that happened was it felt like my hand was floating. I asked if someone was there and it went to yes and I didn’t believe it so I asked again and it started going in circles really fast. I didn’t ask it anything I just got up and tried to run. I stared at it for a little and I swear it spelled out – I’ve always been with you – but I really don’t know.
Then I had a dream about a demon being possessed with me. I have had dreams where I have had its child, where I ran from it, and so on
Its gotten so strong now that it tried to close my door and lock it. So we put my tower in front of it and my mom has come in to see my door try to close with the tower in front of it. When I thought it had finally stopped I slept with my door closed again and I herd taps on my wall. I got scared so I prayed and it got right above my head and I just passed out. Just yesterday I heard it say hello to me and I saw it in front of my window. I noticed more features in it this time. Its really tall and really fugly.
Can some one help? I’m scared. I’m Christian and always have been. But this thing is possessed with me. It stalks me everywhere. I want helpful answers to get rid of it. It always grants my wishes and protects m, but it scares me too. I know its something but what? Should I trust it or fear it? I’m so confused.
Asked by raeraehaynes
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