I have always been a believer in the super natural. As a kid, I'd love to listen to old ghost stories and always wanted to experience something... Until it actually happened. I have a few stories, but they are all inter-related so I'm going to share them all.
It all started when I was in the second grade, in 1992. I have two brothers that are six and seven years younger than me and when I was in the second grade my mom couldn't be there to pick me up from school every day because she would have to pick up the boys at day care. On those days, I would ride the bus.
We lived on a farm with an extremely long, up-hill driveway and right across the street there was a cow field. I would get off the bus and start to walk up the driveway (my mom was usually waiting for me on the front porch) and it started with a feeling of being watched and followed. It was slight at first but the more I had to walk up the driveway, the more it would happen. It got to where the feeling was so bad I would turn my head and look every few steps just to make sure no one was following me. I always "felt" like whatever was following me was really far away, like in the cow field across the street (you know, keeping his distance).
After a while, though, I could see him. He looked like an attractive 30-something man, a completely shaved head (so bald it was shiny), black goatee, black sunglasses, black fitted tee shirt, dark blue jeans, a black belt and black boots (almost like biker boots). His outfit has never changed. He has never talked to me, but I've always just felt uneasy around him.
This continued, and has continued to this day. I'm now 27 years old. I was very involved in church when I was a teenager but when I turned 18, I just kind of went wild with partying and "having fun". I noticed the more I partied and the less I went to church the closer this guy got to me but he was always still a little ways away... Until I started using the Ouija board.
I was 18 or 19 (2003 - 2004) when I started using it and used it for about a year before I stopped. I never thought anything of the Ouija board, I mean, if something is made by Milton Bradley, it can't be all bad, right? Wrong. At first it was little things that I just shrugged off, like my cell phone going off at odd hours when it wasn't turned on, or the VCR doing crazy things, but things continued to get worse.
One night I was laying in bed (my bedroom was downstairs with the basement and was the only bedroom on that floor, I had my own bathroom and the stairs led directly to my door), trying to fall asleep but really watching T.V., I was laying on my stomach when all of a sudden something grabbed the back of my head, pulled my hair until my head came about a foot off of the pillow! I freaked out, saying, "Oh my God!" and as soon as I said "God" my head dropped back down on the pillow.
A few nights later, I was going to the bathroom after everyone had already gone to sleep. (I always hated opening my door at night especially because I could always see this big black cloaked figure standing on the stairs and it would follow me to the doorway of my bedroom but never came into the room). As I was quickly walking to the bathroom, I looked over into the den area and saw three sets of red eyes! I didn't see a figure to go with the eyes, just the eyes.
A couple weeks later, I was closing at the retail shop where I worked and I was walking across the store (I KNOW no one else was in there because I was the one to let everyone out and lock the doors) when I heard what sounded like a child's voice say my name 3 times.
But the last time I messed with the Ouija board was the final straw. Me and my friend had made an Ouija board...yes, you heard correctly, made a Ouija board. We used a glue bottle as the pointer, got a piece of cardboard as the board and wrote everything on the board. We went to the park and started talking. It predicted my father's death, down to the date, the cause, and how old he was when he died. This happened when I was 19, my father passed away when I was 25 years old. Not two minutes after I found out my father had passed, did I think about that day in the park with the Ouija board. Needless to say, I never touched the thing again.
How does this all tie together? During the period I was messing around with the board, my "friend" began getting closer and closer and closer until I could literally feel his breath on my neck (always the left side). This is also when my "friend" showed himself fully to me. His pupils were completely big and black and the whites of his eyes were red and when he smiled at me his teeth looked like they had been filed to a point. He's only shown me his true self one time, but I never want to see it again.
Since then, he comes and goes but I can always feel his presence especially if I talk about him. I don't know his name and I don't know if he's evil or benevolent, but I've just come to terms with the fact that he will always be there and I'll always have to deal with him.
However, if anyone has any sort of insight as to what or who this may be, it'd be great! I've done all kinds of research to try and find him but I can't, seeing as how I don't know his name and if it is a demon, he's more than likely not showing me his true form.
My experiences are very real and were very scary when they happened. Now, I look back on them with a kind of awe because if I had any doubt about the supernatural before, I definitely don't now.