What's been happening lately to me has been going on for a couple of days now, but hadn't gotten story worthy until last night.
To start off, I'll give a little background as to what I think it might have been, but I'm not sure, it's just a feeling. There was an old man who had gone missing a while ago. I'd always seen his picture at stores, but never gave it much thought.
Well, a couple of days ago some people were taking pictures of the reservoir on the other side of town from where I live, and saw the roof of a vehicle. They called the police, and sure enough, the old man had driven his truck into the water and drowned.
My family had passingly brought it up a couple of days ago, and when I heard it scared me a little. Normally stories like that wouldn't scare me, just make me sad. Something about it frightened me though, and I still don't know why.
Two days ago I was in bed trying to sleep when I thought about the old man and how he died. I successfully managed to spook myself a little. When I was finally drifting off to sleep I felt someone grab my ankle, which made me jump. I didn't turn on my light, and the pressure went away after a minute. I managed to fall asleep anyways and tried to forget about it.
Last night is when things got weird. It was the 4th of July, and I had headed into bed around 4am. I woke at 5am to a weird empty feeling, and when I sat up in bed I saw something I'll never forget. Standing in the middle of my bedroom was a man with rotting swollen skin, and wet tattered clothes. He was slightly hunched, and I can't recall what his face looked like. The thing that scared me was where his skin was missing in his torso was a gap, and in that gap was a brilliant blue fire that lit up the entire room. I couldn't do anything and he quickly disappeared, and when he did I turned my light on. I sat there for a while telling myself it was a nightmare to that nothing bad would happen, and that was when the smell hit me.
Outside it had smelled a little like sulphur from the fireworks, but this smell was horrible. It was sour, and reminded me of death. It scared me so I got out of bed to turn the overhead light on.
I'm not sure why, but when I'm freaking out and I try to turn lights on they always blow out, which this one did. I hurried to the living room and noticed my dog sitting out there shaking, and we both woke my mother up.
I asked to sleep out on the couch, and she said I could, but I couldn't sleep. When it was 6am and the sun was coming out I headed back into my room to sleep. I did manage to fall asleep, but woke up at 7am feeling like something was wrong. I wasn't just tired, I felt like I might faint. There was a weird feeling in the room, one that's hard to describe. It was like climbing altitude too fast and getting dizzy and sick. An hour later I managed to fall back asleep, and told my mother this morning.
She's not sure what to make of it, and neither am I. If you have any ideas I'd really appreciate it. The thing didn't feel malicious, just weird. I didn't feel threatened, but I was certainly scared.
Thanks for reading and if you have any ideas I'd love to hear from you!