I have to say that I am now officially freaked. The shadow people in my room are still there, only now they've started messing with me. And I mean REALLY messing with me. Every time I go to walk out of my room, I feel someone pull my hair, hard enough to yank my head back, and hear distinct growlings. I turn around, and nothing is there. At night, whether my light is on or off, the cat is with me or not, they appear. Of course, they only appear where there is shadow and there is one corner of my room that is always in shadow. Light or no light, I can never really see back there. I put my TV there so most of it is covered. Unfortunately, that hasn't done me much good. I still hear what sounds like shuffling footsteps, harsh whispers, knocking on my window, and... okay, my mom says this is just my imagination but... If you have a box TV, go up to it and smack the top or side of it. How can you imagine that sound? It wakes me in the middle of the night and it keeps going and going, tapping and knocking and rapping... I'm going insane!
A few nights ago, I went to go lay down in my room. It was close to midnight and I went to my room, shut the door, and just fell onto the bed. I laid there for a while, and then I felt something sharp rake across the backs of my legs. Well, I screamed and bolted upright. I looked around, thinking that it could've been my cat. He wasn't in the room and my door was shut tight still. I went to see where he was and found him sleeping in the living room... Right where I'd left him. I checked the backs of my legs and found three, distinct, BLEEDING scratches that ran across both claves.
Needless to say, I didn't go back into my room. I slept out in the living room with my brother and his friends. Who DID hear me scream, by the way.
Last night, I sat up and when all the noise started up again, I stared right at the darkest corner of my room and, though I do not practice religion, said, "I rebuke you in the name of Jesus Christ..." outloud, very clear, and very firmly. Instead of feeling better, the atmosphere in the room got real heavy and I felt like bolting out of there instantly. When the feeling didn't subside I told whatever was in my room to please leave me alone and to stop tormenting me. I heard what sounded like evil laughter, you know, like someone was giggling at my discomfort and feeble attempt to make it leave.
I've tried everything I can think of, and they keep coming back. I tried time and time again to find out if anything strange had happened in my home before we moved here, but found nothing. There's nothing that could be causing this unless they're drawn to me. None of this happened until one of my friends dared my to enter our local cemetery alone. I told them to leave me alone about it and they said, "Sure, fine, whatever," and when I turned away from them, they pushed me over the wall and the next thing I knew, I was back on the outside of the gate and my friends were freaking out. I asked them what happened and they told me that the instant I was over the wall, I started screaming bloody murder then just collapsed.
I'm thinking that these shadow people have something to do with that incident, but I'm not sure. I'm scared and angry and wish that they would just go away. I don't know what to do and my mother won't believe anything I say. I showed her the scratches and she said it was the cat and refused to hear anything more.
Any advice would be welcome. I was willing to share my time and space with these entities, but now that they have turned a bit violent... I don't know, I just need help.