From: Victor Houi
My Story: It all began on November,23 2010 when I was interested in the supernatural. I started practicing Wicca when I was 16. At first nothing happens things were just normal. But when I was 17 during my Junior Year in High School things started to get serious. There were no spirits involved but there was a change in my behavior according to one of my teachers in High School. I wasn’t fully aware of what’s happening to me. Up until I started practicing Wicca I was normal but when I started to practice it I started to change. At the same time I was dealing with an abusive father which is why I started practicing it in the first place. Me and my father would fight but it got worse when I began to practice Wicca. It wasn’t until after I moved out of my dads house at the beginning of my Senior year in High School that I realized that I may have opened a doorway to the spiritual realm and the energy or force that came through it fed off of the negativity that was caused my fathers behavior and all the bad things that has happened to me. It eventually became this entity that has no form and roams around the house and as a result it became a living Hell for me. I was angry all the time, i was depress and was reluctantly to do any school activities as much as I did in my senior year. I did however went to school dances during that time period but that was totally it. Anyways after I left my dads I thought it would be over and that I’ll be safe but boy was I wrong. I was living with a friend and at first everything was fine until three months later I slipped back into the darkness and that’s when I realized that the dark entity had followed me and what’s worse during the times when my friend and her older brother persecuted my religion and get into fights every once in a while the entity once again started feeding of the negativity and became stronger. At that point I felt isolated an hardly my friend noticed it and her mother said that there’s nothing in the house. Fast forwarding to the presence. It’s been two years since I last practiced Wicca however the entity still lingers, but it doesn’t have much effect on me as it once did two years ago. Part of it was because there are no negative things in my life that it can feed off of. In addition, it decided to leave but only to take residence at my grandparents farm where I practice my own form of spiritual religion but it doesn’t not have control over my life I have control over it. It’s very clear that it’s not going to leave my life at least until I find a way to rid it once and for all. There were several occasions where I had dreams about my grand parents farm but it would be in the form where the spiritual realm would view it as. Last summer I had a dream of a shadowy figure in front of a tree stump that me and my grandparents were burning. What’s more creepy about it earlier that day we were burning that same tree stump and when I went to bed later that night that’s when I had that dream and that shadowy figure appeared. I think it might be a demon possibly the form of the dark entity that haunts me to this day. What do you guys think? Also all that mystical energy are all centered at my grant parents farm. What does that mean to you guys?
My Story : Hi there folks, first if all its somewhat reassuring and strangely comforting to read others that have had experiences so similar to mine.. Here goes…don’t like to recall in detail as it was all so terrifying but having read similar stories on here will share in the hope someone can explain my on going nightmare, my story started a month after moving into a new house alone…1st experience 1am, dark hazy type mist moved across room toward me, this all happened super fast…! No time to react at all, milli seconds between becoming aware of the strange black mist to being pinned to floor, I don’t mean literally but it felt like every square inch of my being was being held down, it felt like it was holding me in a grip by the neck but it was gripping at the back of the neck and the pain was like no other, yes I screamed out….but nothing came out…! No sound came from my body, to me it felt like I was screaming for my life but no sound came out of my mouth, as fast as the attack started it stopped just as quick, what felt like couple of minutes of horrific painful terror could of been seconds, I jumped up after attack..desperately trying to justify what had just happened, what the hell had just happened to me…!! this was a fear I’d never felt before, deep within, it felt like my soul had been touched by some unexplained and evil,just too much to comprehend and why..? Rationalising a experience like this is quite frankly a complete head messer…!! It changes you as a person, I confided in couple of friends ,one laughed and one suggested trip to GP..! It seriously changes ones perception of everything..while you’ve gone through all the possibilities mentally of what could of happened your instinct knows it was real and it did happen, but its sometimes easier to think yeah perhaps a was bad dream like no other, maybe because thats easier to justify to oneself? built in safety feature perhaps..
My Story: Ok so first I need to tell you my english is not that good but ‘ll try my best. I have so many storys that I could share but I think I going to share this one first 🙂 I was about 7 or 8 years old and my best friend at that time was 8 or 9. So one day I was at her house to play and we went in her bedroom. So we were playing and everything went fine until we got bored. She showed me a book that her older brother borrowed from the library. It was about witches and stuff they found what witches were using… so I came up with this amazing idea that we could take some of those herbs and but them in a bowl and mix them. ( like sage, dandelion etc.) I don’t remember all of them. So we asked her mother if she new the herbs and she gave us some like from the kitchen and garden. Her mom loves to cook so she had a lot of herbs. Until we had all of them we went back into her bedroom and mixed them. So out of nowhere I was saying some weird things in a language that she & I had never heard before. It sounded like a spell or something… suddenly the lights went off and we were in a really dark room. About like 1 second later this light ball was flying in her room. Up and down… when it was flying towards us we flipped out and left her room. Till this day we have no explanation for what happened. We kept it a secret. We tried a lot to imitate it so many times but nothing was the same like this.
My Story: It was the year 2000 and I was about 5 years old, when I was living in that house as a child I suffered from violent and severe night terrors. Nightmares for a child isn’t unusual but the nature of my nightmares really didn’t seem natural for a 5 year old, I would jump from the top of my bunk bed, I would slap and punch myself, I would run into walls – all of this to wake myself up because the nightmares were so ferocious. I would shout at my mum and tell her “You’re not my mummy!”, “Where’s my mummy?!” Etc. For such a young age, it was weird and scary that during these dreams I was semi conscious, and was able to do such violent things and shout at my mum like I didn’t know who she was.
My paranormal experience happened on one of the rare nights where I didn’t have a nightmare. I usually slept with my bedroom light dimmed so it was more like a night light. But on this occasion I woke up probably just after midnight and my bedroom light was as bright as it could be, I woke up wide awake feeling a little cold and leaned over the side of my bunk bed – just to rest my chin on the wood and see if the sun was up out my window. I didn’t think anything was especially weird or abnormal.
But as I looked around my room something caught my eye. On the left hand side of my room I had one of those very large early 1990’s televisions on top of my dresser, it was switched off, but you could see the reflection of my bedroom in the screen. In that reflection, there was the silhouette of a tall, thin woman, swaying her hips with her arms raised next to her head. From the shadow I could see that she was wearing a long dress, the skirt fanned out at the bottom. And I can remember switching my view from the the floor of my bedroom where the TV suggested she was dancing, and the reflection of her shadow. And I did this over and over becoming more and more confused and frightened. Quickly I ran from the room, and went to my parents bed and spent the night there.
I never saw this apparition again but I told my mum and dad, I told my aunt, my cousin, my friends and no one really believed me. It is reasonable to assume that it was my imagination since I was a young child. But I have to think, what 5 year old girl imagines a woman dancing so provocatively? At that age I had never seen or heard anything that involved dancing like that. And I didn’t even know about spirits or hauntings so why would I fabricate it? To this day I still believe what I saw, and I remember it so vividly. Has anyone else seen this woman?
My Story: This is my story and admittedly it’s not really a story more of a memory of something from my childhood. I hope someone has some idea of what I’m talking about and can relate. When I was very young, before starting school I lived out in the country with my family. I didn’t even remember this until my mom mentioned it to me a few years ago. I would put my ear to the ground, it didn’t matter if it was in the house, the front yard or middle of the field and I would sit there listening. One day my mom asked what I was listening to and I told her “I’m listening to the people screaming.” She told me to never do that again ever. I remember she looked really frightened. Eventually I forgot about it but now I wonder what I was hearing back then. I remember the voices, there were so many of them and I could tell that they were all in great pain but I wasn’t sure why. I just knew they were under the ground and that I could hear them. I hope someone can shed some light on this for me. I have other events from my childhood to relate, but at a later time.