Since I was about twelve I have felt watched in my own home. When I am in bed at night (alone), I feel like someone is underneath my bed pushing up on it constantly. I also feel like there is something watching me that wants to hurt me. I do not feel safe at all. I am now seventeen years old and I went away for the summer to my father's house.
Now I have been back home from my fathers for about two weeks. In these two weeks everything I was experiencing before has been much worse. Every night my cat Nola sleeps with me, but she has always done that. Now its as if she is trying to protect me from something. Before I fall asleep every night, something grabs my legs and goes slowly up to my thigh. I pretend like nothing is happening and I face my wall.
The other night a big storm passed through my town. I was not home I was actually in another town getting ready for this storm. I have a picture of Jesus on a shelf in my room. It's in a place where it would never fall, I made sure of that. The picture did fall though. It fell in an unusual spot, my dresser. This really freaked me out. I thought whatever is bothering me must be an evil entity because my picture of Jesus seemed to be taken off my shelf and thrown on my dresser like a piece of trash. No one was home to do this. Everyone was out together at Wal-Mart.
The power went off about two o'clock in the morning. I know this because my brother and his friend were still up playing games. So he told my mother the next morning when the power went off. I woke up about three o'clock in the morning to a big black shadow in front of my face. I quickly turned around and put the blankets over all my body, because I was terrified.
The next thing that happened was, it felt and sounded like a finger nail was scratching against my blankets by my ear. Then again, something was grabbing my legs and went all the way up to my thigh. I ran out of my room crying to my mother's room. I woke her up because I ran into a bored on the way to her room. We went into my room with her boyfriend and I told them everything that has been happening.
After that night I looked at my legs and I have bruises all over them. My right thigh has about four bruises that look like a hand print. I have shown my mom and she agreed it does look like a hand print. What's weird is nothing happens when someone else sleeps in my room, even when my dog sleeps in my room nothing happens. No matter how much I sleep I am beyond tired and I could possibly sleep longer. This thing will not stop harassing me.
I feel like they think I am lying, but I am very scared. I should not feel like this in my own home. I am also seventeen years old and I should not be so scared to sleep in my parent's room. My grandfather is a minister. I talked to him about these two nights after the incident and he told me the same thing has happened to him. He said he would call me the next day and would like to come to my house and bless it.
Back to my cat Nola. She keeps looking at the walls like she is following something. She moves her head and eyes very fast all over the place. One day she was doing this and it seemed to scared her very badly because she started to cry and kept moving her body like something was trying to attack her. I looked around and there were no lights moving or bugs.
If anyone would wish to comment, please do so. I am a very scared person and I do not know what I should do.