This happened in the Summer of 2005. I moved to Corona and had been there for 1 year when I got back in touch with an old friend, we started hanging out again. We came home and I was so tired from lunch at a local resturaunt I asked if I could take a nap in her bed while she went out with her boyfriend. So I slept and I slept, and slept. It was about 12 midnight when I finally decided to get up and use the restroom. As I got up off the bed some force pushed me back down on my face and held me down for a while. I could not move, speak or even pray, the name Jesus would not come out of my mouth. On top of that there was loud, and hot heavy breathing in my ears. It was telling me in a robotic voice, "you're going to die, you're going to die tonight." Then followed an evil laugh.
It happened for about 15 minutes or at least it felt that long. I finally gave up and let whatever it was just do what it had to do. Okay, so as soon as I got out of whatever was happening to me I got up in panic. I opened the door looking for my friend. I finally found her passed out on her sister's bed. I said, Jen, you better get up and come with me to your room or else I'm going to drive home to Corona. I don't care if it's 2am. So she got her drunk butt up and came to the room with me. I told her what happened and she wasn't in the state of mind to understand what I was telling her so she and I finally got to sleep with her by my side, thinking I was safe.
That wasn't the end of my horrific night. As soon as I was slipping into unconsiousness it happened again except I was on my back. I tried to fight and slip out of it but I was helpless. Finally I went into what I felt was sleep mode... I felt something pulling me up towards the ceiling. I turned around and could see myself laying there. I grabbed ahold of the tv but the force was so strong I was smacked against the ceiling. I was floating towards the door when it finally swung open. I was still in the room and I could see 3 casual looking men standing there unable to enter the room. They were talking to me and telling me things in a normal voice, that I was going to hell, and that there is no such thing as God. If there was he wouldn't let this happen to you... I replied back to them, yes, there is and you cannot hurt me because I'm with the lord... So you cannot and will not hurt me... For a second there I had a thought there was no such thing as god.
Finally I snapped out of it and woke up and I was free of whatever it was attacking me. This was the first time it happened but not the last. There was more after that and others had witnessed it.
Very scary. Shortly after that I was in my home thinking I was safe when I slipped back into this sleep I could not get out of. I felt the same thing happen to me and I started to weep and I even tried praying but what came out of me was a demonic voice... I finally got out of this and ran to my grandma's room. She was very ill at the time so I made a bed right next to her and saw visions of evil bright red eyes looking at me and a lot of faces everywhere. The very next day my brother said to me, "What was wrong with you last night? Why was dad cussing and yelling at you?"
He said, "You piece of SH!%, why you crying?" My Brother said he heard me crying and crying. He said that he thought it was my dad. I said no and I explained to him what happened. He was so scared! I had told him dad was no where near me. He was asleep! My brother said he could hear someone praying but it was a man's voice. I said it was me trying to say the Our Father.
I know this story sounds unreal, but it is and I experienced it! I don't wish it on anyone.
At one time I thought it was gone. When I met my husband we were close to having our first baby girl in 06' and the week before my due date I was at my friend Jen's house again, only because her mom had offered her home to me because my OB/GYN was so close. It was day time so I wasn't scared... Her mom asked me if I wanted to take a nap. I accepted so as I layed down on my side on the same exact bed, it happened again, except it wasn't as strong as before. It said in my ear that same exact voice, "Goochie, Goochie Goo." I ran so quick out of that room. I told my friends mom, oh, I just got a call from my husband. I'll talk to you later. I was out of there...
It hasn't happened since I married and had children and my faith in Our Lord is stronger than ever. I know there is Good and there is Pure Evil out there. I don't know why this happened to me, I really don't but it wasn't pleasant, and my loved ones experienced this with me. They saw what I was going through. I thought for a minute I was crazy before that... I just want to share this with others and if you think you're crazy you're probably not, and be strong. Don't let evil take over. This a spiritual world, but we can overcome all with the GRACE OF GOD! Thanks for hearing my story.