This is my first time talking about any of this outside of my close childhood friends and my doctor. I guess my story begins when I was about 15 years old. At the time a few friends and I were interested in "ghosts" and "magic", so when rumours spread around that there was a Ouija board for sale at the thrift store we pounced on it. It took us a few weeks to get the courage to use it, but we finally decided to try it out in our tree house we had built in my front yard. We waited until it got dark, lit some candles I stole from dining table and started our little séance. At first all we could do was stare at each other but finally my brother asked if there was any spirits with us, and that little eye-piece slowly moved over to the yes section. We were all shaking at that point. Being a scaredy cat back then and I said I was getting out of there, but as I backed up I fell out of the tree house. The next thing I know I'm awake in a hospital bed with both my parents crying about how they love me, and soon the doctor came in and explained that I had a cracked skull and had suffered a major concussion.
As the nurse wheeled me around the hospital I noticed a slight blurriness around the edges of my vision, the doctors said that it was normal for people who have suffered from concussions. As I started to recover, I noticed that the blurriness had subsided and life was beginning to return to normal, but there was still something wrong. I felt like I was being followed because even though the blurriness was gone, there was still something in the corner of my vision. Every time I turned to look at whatever was following me it was gone, around a corner or fading into the darkness, I could never get a good look at it.
After about a week in the hospital, I came home to my friends and a week of bed rest. The first night since the accident I had a hard time falling asleep, and I kept waking up with chills. After hours of tossing and turning, lightly falling asleep and waking, I finally fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning something didn't seem right with my room, like something was going to happen. As I got up, I noticed a tall, gangly shape in the corner of my eye, next to dresser, and turned quickly to see a horrifying creature without a face, just a pale featureless face apart from two impossibly deep black holes where the eyes should be. At first all I could do is stare into those two black holes and silently scream, but I finally slammed my eyes shut and started screaming. When my parents burst in my room and asked what was wrong, I told them what I had seen, but they insisted I had been dreaming. I did not see the faceless thing for about 10 years later. The No-face, as I had named it, did not appear again until the accident that ended my fiancée's life.
After that I began seeing him everywhere and there where more than one, following other people. I began to see a therapist for my hallucinations and she recommended a MRI and a CAT scan, both of which were inconclusive, and she determined that these hallucinations are coping mechanisms that I subconsciously created to cope with the stress of the death of fiancée. The trouble is, these things haven't gone away, even though I have come to terms with her death. The other No-faces seem unaware of my presence, other than the one that keeps following me, it stays about one to three yards away from me at all times and never gets too close or too far away.
Can anyone here help me? I've become very stressed over this lately, I haven't had much to eat, and haven't slept very well.