I'm back with the second part to The Unleashed spirits. All my reads can just call me Tobi. As you all know as I grew up I experienced a lot of the unknown. Alright let's get to the story; I don't want to keep you guys waiting any longer.
As you know my stepdad took the horseshoe from under the sink in the bathroom. The next week in some of the house rooms was cold, and it was hot outside, but it was that cold you get goosebumps from and you see your breath. It was a Wednesday that night my mother said someone was banging on the back door at 12:00 in the morning. My mother said that my stepdad went to see who it was. When he did no one was there. This happen three more time that night, until no one came to see who was at the door. One night there was a toy car that I got for Christmas, that started driving around by itself, got up put inside the toy box.
In the house things came up missing like money, jewelry, and my mother's important papers. The next week everything was calm, nothing didn't happen it still was a little bit chilly. Then one night I was sleeping on my back and had this weird feeling, like someone or something was pulling my soul from my body. This freaked me out, the next thing I know I'm looking at my body and I see black shadows and fingers people walk through the house. I go back to my body and lay down and I jump up out of my sleep and run into my mother's room and wake her and tell her what happen. She told me not to worry about it and mumbled something and feel back to sleep. So ran and got my cover and pillow and slept on the floor next to my mother's bed.
The next morning I told my mother again, she looked off into a gazed and said I shouldn't worry about it. Then she said if I see something like that again tell it to go to the light, I said ok and walked away. That night it happen again but this time I saw my twin brother outside of his body too. I didn't know what to do, so I went to my body and laid down, then I got up and turned on the light and shook my brother. He jumps up out of his sleep and ask me was that real. I said I don't think so, because I doubt that we had the same dream. We tell our mother in the morning, she did want to talk about it. I explain to her how it feels and see, she said that happen to her to before. She said it is called (OOBE) out of body experience. It is an experience that typically involves a sensation of floating outside of one's body and, in some cases, perceiving one's physical body from a place outside one's body.
She didn't know what to say about the spirits. All she could say is say a prayer or tell it to go to the light. I and my brother had OOBE's three to four times a week. One night when I was asleep something grabbed my wrist and legs holding me down. I could speak, it was like someone had their hand over my mouth and could not open my eyes. I tried to call my mother and say a prayer and all it did was mock me and said "He's not going to save you" and laughed, but something told me to stay calm and relax, so I did and it went away.
In the morning I told my brother what happen, he told the same thing happened to him too. So I and my brother made up a plan if we see or look like we are having a bad dream wake each other up. We also tried sleeping on our stomachs but it didn't work, it turned me over, and in the morning I always felt really weak and drained of energy.
I got tired of being bullied of this spirit, so I told my brother I'm going to try to fight it off of me. So the next time I get attacked by this spirit I was going to try to force it off of me. Two nights later I was attacked I tried pushing it off, but it was too strong all of an sudden something push it off it was my brother, and it feel like something just pulled me back in to my body. I didn't wake up until my mother came and woke me up for school. I didn't want to tell my mother what happen, because she was just going to say the same thing.
The rest of the week I slept well, until that Sunday I had another OOBE. Out of nowhere a little boy came up to me and said that he was lost. I told him to go to the light, he said that he was "scared to go", I asked him why? He said "he didn't know what was there" I said that he would be safe there. The little boy asked me a question. He asked can I come with him? I know I can't I have to stay here, and he just walked to the light by the window and disappeared. I told my mother what happen and she said if I went with him I would of had been dead. Three years passed and it was time for us to move again. That's another story when things start to follow you to another house.
Thank you for reading.