Last night was...unusual. To say the very least, that is. I felt uncomfortable in my room for the first time in a very long time, and I wanted snickers in there with me like she was the night before last. She slept pretty soundly.
After that, it was a hag attack, nothing unusual about it, except I think I could almost understand the chanting this time. It tried to wrench me from my body, I think, I recall being turned sideways and feeling sort of floaty, and it pulled at me, but it couldn't get me loose from the bed. I was stuck, anchored.
Again, that happens pretty normally with almost every Hag I've encountered.
While I'm sideways on the bed, I know something is wrong, so I try to move my lips, but I can't feel my voice. I think suddenly I righted myself and I feel myself gasp, and I start to say, "Go Away" to the Hag.
This is where it gets abnormal: After I can move again finally, and I switch to, "Get Out!" I can see this thing, pacing by my bed just in front of my dog. Its hunched over and wringing its hands, and the way I see it is sort of like a glass figurine. The outline picks up light, but the middle is made of darker stuff, and I can see the outlines of the hands, jaw, and arms.
After the second, "Get Out," it stops, like it was surprised, and it begins to get this little glowing ball of red light in the middle of it, like there was magma inside that was breaking the creature to pieces. It seemed genuinely frightened when I told it, "Yeah, you!" I sat up and I said, "Get out!" I could feel my face twist up in anger at this thing, and I felt so pissed off that it dared to touch me and invade my room.
After that third, "Get Out," it was like the thing was imploded or something. I felt it get destroyed.
I laid down back in my bed again, and I asked for Michael to protect me and mine, and I swear on my life that I saw him rise up and spread his wings until he was just part of the shadows in my room. He had the same look as the Hag had, that glass figurine look, except a little less see-through.
The very last thing I'm going to tell you about last night is the little black shadow that tried to climb on my bed and on top of me. As soon as I asked, "What is that?" I was watching Michael cleave it in two with a sword. I can even describe the sucker: It was pretty normal looking, perhaps a bit tarnished in places, but it looked thick, much too thick. The way it moved looked pretty sluggish, but it was certainly quick enough to get through that shadow before I finished my sentence or my thought.
So...What the Hell is going on here? I've NEVER been able to see these things unless they presented themselves to me, and these three (or four, counting that sword?) creatures certainly didn't count on my seeing them. I mean, I've seen random things, like the wings that flared up from my pastor, or the Trench Coat Guy that walked up the stairs of my church that I think I've seen around since then. I've even heard things, my name being called, the fact that there are always way too many voices singing in church to account for the size of the congregation, little things like that.
I have NEVER done anything like this before, and I've never seen anything like this. Am I maybe jumping the gun on this? Maybe making a mountain of a mole hill? Someone please tell me what's going on, because if this is going to be a regular thing, I might as well gouge out my eyes right now. I never want to see like that again.