The other night I was hanging out with my friend, let's call her "H". My friends and I usually always get together on the weekends to socialize and travel the city. It is a normal thing for us, after our week in school we get to relax and have some fun with each other. Normally it is a group of about 4 to 5 people, but every once in a while someone can't hang out because they have to do something else.
But this weekend no one could hang out except for H and I. I was alright with that, it was just a little weird cause H and I haven't hung out much alone together.
Any ways, we met up around about 6pm and we walked around for a bit until it was pretty dark. We went to her home and she ate dinner, and we didn't really have anything to do. We decided to just sit in her room and talk. So we did, we sat on her bed and listened to music for a very long time, not doing anything. We just were just enjoying the music. We got to talking about a lot of things, things such as vibes, religion, evil spirits, and different energy types. I like to talk about these kinds of things for some reason, they're just so intriguing to me (I am sure you can relate). And whenever I find someone else who likes to talk about these kinds of things it makes me pretty excited! I also consider myself to be a very "spiritually sensitive" person. I have always thought that I can see a little bit more than what is actually there. This is just what I have come to believe as I get older, and I have been raised to believe that I will be able to see spirits and communicate with them.
As this night went on we were getting pretty tired, anxious and just plain bored. She was texting her boyfriend, and he was acting kind of weird, and it was causing her to become a little distraught. I didn't think it was much because I usually don't pay attention to other peoples relationship problems. And I guess I thought it just wasn't a big deal. He then preceded to tell us that he took a bunch of mushrooms, and that "he gets lost when he does them". Which kind of confused and frightened us a bit. We were trying to apply tons of different meanings to what he meant when he said that he gets lost. It weirded us out a bit, but it still wasn't that big of a deal to us. We were just surprised that he was alone. Because both of us have done mushrooms in the past and we know what they can do to a person, ESPECIALLY if that person is alone. Being alone on them is just a big no no, I am sure some of you may know this. Some people may prefer to be alone but not the majority.
So after he texted us that "he gets lost" whenever he does mushrooms, he didn't answer after H called him over and over again. She went on facebook and messaged him and texted him again and again. Because, yes, we were a bit nervous that he took a bunch of mushrooms while he is alone, especially since now he isn't answering anyone. There was a part of me that just wanted to shrug this off and just think his phone died and he fell asleep or something along the lines of that. But for some reason I had this bad feeling, like something bad was happening to him. I kept getting mental imagery of bad things happening to him, and so did my friend H. We shared that we both had a bad feeling about this situation to each other. So I convinced her that we go check on him. It was kind of a wild and crazy idea at first, since he has roommates and if we just knocked on the door at about 12 at night, it might be a little weird. Plus he lived on the other side of town then we did, he lived in a pretty bad area of town. An area known for it's crime rates and drug use. But we made our decision. We were going to check on him.
Ok, so we drove about 15ish minutes until we got to his house, and we parked in front of his house. It was a pretty huge house from the early 1900's or something. That's how most of the houses in that area are. Big and old. We just stared at the house, contemplating if we should get out. We still couldn't really believe we drove all the way over there without his consent in the middle of the night. So yes, we were nervous to go up to the door and knock. We looked at all the windows in the house and only one of them had the light on in the room, and it was his room.
So H was just staring at his window, very hard. I didn't get why she was looking so hard at the window (at this point neither one of us were afraid, we were fine). She told me it looks like he was in the window staring at us, and so I looked. I saw a weird pattern on his window, I knew it wasn't a person. At first I didn't really know what it was but there was a film of a water-like substance over his window. I looked like it was glowing, or reflective. I was just in awe, I asked her what she thought it was and she said she didn't know. But it was moving. Like it was alive. It was shaking and morphing and "bubbling". It was kind of gross looking. It began to scare us a lot as we began to realize that we were witnessing something paranormal. We thought that it could have been a manifestation of negative energy, going to her boyfriend in his room, and we were just watching it flow in. It was the strangest thing, it's as if the "stuff" was reacting to stimulus. Like there was a force moving and controlling it. I don't know how to really explain it.
At this point we were afraid, we didn't know if we should go into the house if there is a negative energy in it. We were both began to get short of words because of how afraid we were. Then at the corner of my eye I noticed a red flashing light, I stopped moving instantly and stared at it. It was in between two houses where it was very dark. (there was probably about 50 feet between the houses). It's as if "it" was trying to get my attention, and it did. It surprised me at first, cause it was very noticeable. H noticed that I was staring at something and decided to look where I was looking. We both were describing what we were seeing out loud. And it was matching up, we were both seeing the same thing.
Let me explain to you what we saw. Right under the red light there a child-like figure. It was the size of a child except it was extremely skinny. It seemed as if it was kind of shiny just like what we seen on the window, yet extremely dark, darker than what we know as dark. It was doing something though, she described that it looked like it was playing while I thought that it was eating. Whatever it was, we were watching it. I remember the feeling of complete terror that came over me, I immediately knew what we were looking at and so did she. I remember how my heart just dropped into my stomach, I felt an INTENSE anxiety inside of me while I was watching this. It was so frightening. I wish I could explain in words how much fear was pumping through my veins in that moment. There was no explanation to what it was, it was no type of animal and it most certainly was not a human. It gave off a feeling of pure evil and filth.
It was moving as if it knew what it was doing, like it was smart. The thing that made this so weird was where we saw it. It was in the complete darkness. Why would something be in the darkness right there? What would it be doing? IT seemed as if it was also giving off it's own light a little. It looked vicious. It looked mean. It looked rabid. Yet it still looked like person, it stood up on it two feet, and it was walking around a bit. It seemed extremely angry, or extremely hyper. I then told H to turn on the car, and that we need to go, NOW in a very serious tone, before it noticed that we were there. She scrambled for her keys turned on her car, and we sped off as fast as we could. I did not take my eyes off of the thing. I was just waiting for it to change, or disappear. But it didn't. As we drove away I even saw it from different angles. It didn't ever acknowledge that we were there though (thank God).
We were both silent, and pale. As we drove away from the house. We didn't say a word, we were frozen with our fear. She drove a few blocks away to a McDonalds and parked in the parking lot and looked at me, she said, "We need to talk about what we just saw". We were both shaken up, and just speechless. We tried to comprehend what just happened, but it's like we just couldn't. We didn't even want to believe what we saw. I remember just sitting there, I could still see that thing in my mind. It was real. It wasn't a movie, it wasn't a game. What we had just seen, was in real life. The more I thought about it the more terrified I got. She explained to me that we need to go back, because her boyfriend is on mushrooms and is vulnerable, with that thing near him. It all began to make sense. That thing was probably there for her boyfriend.
When you do mushrooms your mind opens up, a lot. It can make your mind extremely vulnerable to the spirit world. Especially to people who don't know what they are doing. The thought of being alone with that thing frightened me so badly. And that's just what her boyfriend was doing. I decided that I would wait at McDonalds while she went back and tried to get in the house. As I was getting out of the car, I just decided, I had to go. I couldn't make her do that alone. I needed to face this situation. This was a complete test of my faith. I was so scared, I didn't want to go back with all my heart. But we couldn't leave him there. So we decided to go back. I took my cross necklace off and held it in my hand, squeezing it. We decided to walk to his house since it was fairly close to where we were. The neighborhood was so dead, it was so dark. All the houses were huge, and falling apart. Some of them the paint was peeling off. It just wasn't a pretty sight. As we were getting closer to his house the negative feelings were building up more and more.
My heart was just RACING I had my hood on and my head down, because I didn't want to see anything! When we got next to the house, we felt this cold breeze. It was not a windy night, but a huge whoosh of wind just slammed into us. It just gave us the feeling like we were not wanted in this area. We were right in front of the house and we were slowly walking to the door, when we heard a very loud screaming noise. It sounded like an infant crying. It was just screaming and yelling, and the sound seemed to surround us. It was a terrible noise, it sounded human, yet not human at all. It sounded like the loud cry of an infant mixed with a screaming cat. It was an unpleasant noise, it did not sound of this world. H ran back to me and we started to quickly walk away. We stopped then realized we shouldn't let this "thing" scare us away. So we walked back and knocked on the door. No one answered. So we left. We got back to her car. And reflected on what just happened again.
We drove back to his house, instead of walking. One last time. We parked in front of his house. And we looked for the "thing" that we seen before. And yes it was there still. Except this time it was still. It was just standing there, it looked kind of like it was searching for something on the ground slowly. It looked discouraged. It's weird how it stayed in the same place, to me. Right before we were going to leave, H got a text from her boyfriend asking us if we could come over. How weird is that? We were already there. We were at his house for about an hour trying to find a way in, for almost no reason. Just because we had a bad feeling about this situation. So he was fine, he calmed down. He was returning to reality, but he said he went through hell. He was almost in tears because of how scared he was.
H ended up taking me home that night. I was so happy to be in the safety of my home. A few days later H and I met up, because we needed to talk about everything that happened that night. We needed to just clarify everything. And we did. She then told me one thing, that really freaked me out. She said that her boyfriend almost killed himself that night. That he was so far gone that he almost killed himself to escape the terror. I was just shocked at that. Because to me, that explained why that thing didn't want us near the house. I was bewildered. That night taught me not to be afraid in certain situations. Even if you are terrified out of your mind, you shouldn't back down from anything that you feel needs to be done. I still cannot really believe that this all happened. There were tons of coincidences, like the fact that no one could hang out that night except her and I. It's like we were meant to go through with all of that.
Any who, what does everyone feel about this? Has anyone had a similar experience?
And let me promise you this is 100% true. This happened last weekend to me. I feel like I have finally regained enough courage to actually think about this, so that I can post it on here and share it with others.