About 3 years ago, around the beginning of january, I had a very unusual experience in my room. I was around 16 years old, and I had just finished talking on the phone. It was around 11:30 at night and I wasn't sleepy. Since my parents would have gotten mad that I was up so late at night, I didn't want to turn on the light to entertain myself, so I had a little candle lit and started drawing on my notepad for about another 15 minutes or so. Then I just blew out the candle, laid on my back wide awake staring at the ceiling.
A few seconds later, I started hearing a ticking in my room. Like a clock or something, but the thing was I didn't have a clock in my room and we didn't even have a clock in the house that would tick. So I thought it was my dog playing with something, but then I remembered she doesn't sleep in my room and my door was closed so she couldn't have wandered into my room or anything. So I just tried to ignore it. But it kept hearing the ticking. It was two ticks then a few seconds pause, then two ticks, and a few seconds pause. A few minutes later, instead of the pauses I heard a creek in the floor. I thought it was my dog again, but no, my door was closed so she couldn't be in my room. It sounded like someone took a step at the foot of my bed. I heard two ticks, then two creeks, two steps, and two creeks. So I started getting a little nervous. I sat up to see if I saw anything, but I saw nothing in my room. It was kind of hard to see because my room was dark. I layed down, covered my face and yelled for my mom. As soon as I yelled, the ticks and creeks got faster and faster and all of a sudden I felt something jump on top of me as if they were trying to pin me down. I started screaming! I started kicking and punching whatever was on top of me to try and get it off, but no luck, whatever it was, was pinning me to my bed and I couldn't get up. So started screaming louder and louder and of course the ticks and creeks got faster and louder, and it felt like forever for my parents to come into my room!
Finally I heard footsteps running to my room and my parents opened the door, turned on the lights and EVERYTHING stops. The ticking stops, the creeks stops, and whatever was on top of me just vanished off me. I was left hysterically crying and shaking, wondering what happened. Until this day, I still have no clue what it was.
I was wondering, I actually was raised catholic and to believe in God and have faith, but recently that week I lost all faith in God, stopped believing, and stop praying. About three or four days later, this happens. I was wondering what "attacked" me and if it had anything to do with me not believing in god for that short time?