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I thought since I'm new here I would share one of my more scarier&strange experiences...
First off, let me give you alittle background information. When I was 9 or so, I moved into a new house with my mom and bro. The previous owners had died a little while before we had bought it. I was there for a year or so when stuff started happening. My bro never had a problem, but my mom and I were harassed by spirits that obviously did NOT want us there. Many things happened over the four year period we lived there (until we finally said enough, and moved out). I am now 16, and have not had any paranormal experiences since I moved out when I was 13.
My last experience I ever had was at night, just as I had laid down in bed and turned off the lights. Nervouse, as always, I knew something would happen, every night..there was something to scare me. I waited, I didn't bother for sleep not as if I could've I was so nervouse. Then, the door creeped open, i freaked, it squeeked open slowly then BANG it flung open and I froze. There was a tall, dark, hooded figure holding a scythe standing in the doorway; could this have been death? "He" walked twards me, I became parylized, unable to move or scream. He stood at the front edge of my bed, leaned over and stuck out a over elongated, deathly grey/green color hand and put it right into my chest. As if I was just air, he reached in and I started convulsing on the bed, as if I was having a seizure. FREAKED out as I was, there was nothing I could do. I thought I was dead, I thought that was it, when all of a sudden he pulled his hadn out stood there then walked off while slowly dissapearing...
It seemed like he could've finished the job, which in my mind may have been trying to steal my soul, but he didn't. I wonder if it was just a warning, but to what I dont know..still boggles me to this day.
First off, let me give you alittle background information. When I was 9 or so, I moved into a new house with my mom and bro. The previous owners had died a little while before we had bought it. I was there for a year or so when stuff started happening. My bro never had a problem, but my mom and I were harassed by spirits that obviously did NOT want us there. Many things happened over the four year period we lived there (until we finally said enough, and moved out). I am now 16, and have not had any paranormal experiences since I moved out when I was 13.
My last experience I ever had was at night, just as I had laid down in bed and turned off the lights. Nervouse, as always, I knew something would happen, every night..there was something to scare me. I waited, I didn't bother for sleep not as if I could've I was so nervouse. Then, the door creeped open, i freaked, it squeeked open slowly then BANG it flung open and I froze. There was a tall, dark, hooded figure holding a scythe standing in the doorway; could this have been death? "He" walked twards me, I became parylized, unable to move or scream. He stood at the front edge of my bed, leaned over and stuck out a over elongated, deathly grey/green color hand and put it right into my chest. As if I was just air, he reached in and I started convulsing on the bed, as if I was having a seizure. FREAKED out as I was, there was nothing I could do. I thought I was dead, I thought that was it, when all of a sudden he pulled his hadn out stood there then walked off while slowly dissapearing...
It seemed like he could've finished the job, which in my mind may have been trying to steal my soul, but he didn't. I wonder if it was just a warning, but to what I dont know..still boggles me to this day.
That would certainly boggle me as well! Sure sounds like he was trying to show you or teach you something. Have a sense of what that could be...now that you're looking in retrospect?? My guess would be to let you know that there is more to life than meets the eye! =)
Welcome to the boards!
Welcome to the boards!
I don't know what It could've been. It's strange that my most significant experiences was my last.
I'm not too sure if im happy with that either, I feel reliefe, yet I feel like I lost touch with something that not many people have the chance to get in touch with.
I'm not too sure if im happy with that either, I feel reliefe, yet I feel like I lost touch with something that not many people have the chance to get in touch with.