The Tables Have Turned

I really need to get this out and for someone to hear me out. There has never been a moment when I have personally felt threatened or afraid in this home. Over the years I have become numb to all of the normal day to day occurrences with the few that stick out.

After I submitted my last story, I began packing for my trip to Missouri to stay with my mom and her boyfriend for awhile. I don't remember if I mentioned this in my first story or not as it was posted several years ago. My mom, when she was a teenager, played with a Ouija board along with some of her friends. There's a long story behind it but I don't remember every distinct detail. What I have heard since there is a lot of controversy around the subject is that if you are to use a Ouija board, at the end of the session there is a specific way you close it off. Like you thank the spirit (s) for their time and such, then you move the planchette to 'Good Bye' and that's it. Whether or not that's true or not isn't up to me to decide since I have never been near one. Why I mention that is because supposedly my mom and her friends were not very serious about the session as are most young people who don't know what they're doing and are looking for a few laughs or such. They asked improper questions and such not relating to anything which in my belief would anger a spirit much like you or me. Also with that, they just kind of quit cold turkey. They didn't do anything to close the session off.

Well, my mom tells me that led to a more malicious spirit entering the home which later she had experiences with that I do believe I stated. If not, she told me that some odd years later when she was with my step dad (I was around 5-7 I believe) she woke up in the middle of the night to a loss of breath and pressure on her throat almost like you would feel if you were being choked. She said all she could remember is a dark shadow, darker than the room hovering over her with dark glowing eyes. She also shared with me that the same thing happened to my step father some time later and she woke up to witness it. They had both seen the same dark shadow with dark glowing eyes hovering over him. She recalled that you could see where the pressure was on their throat because the next morning there would be bruising around it. With that being said, I think I finally had my run in with this entity.

As I mentioned before, I was packing for my trip to Missouri that was in a couple of weeks, mid September. I had been kept awake some nights long past midnight and into the morning with cleaning and such as I'm a huge gamer so I had to manage to get all of my electronics and such packed. Well one night I was up late tending to a stray kitten I had taken in a few weeks prior to this after finding her on the side of a road, badly malnourished. The way the upstairs (attic) is, there is a banister that follows the staircase and kind of wraps it off, or something like that. So, I was walking along the banister to start going downstairs to the kitchen since I needed some cat food and trash bags to bag up any trash that was laying around. As I reach the first step, I stop to glance over my room and check if I needed anything else while I was downstairs or take anything down with me such as dishes. Now I was at a complete standstill for a solid minute just trying to check everything over. I remember that at this point, I did not lose my footings. For one, I was holding on to the railing but next thing I know, I felt complete anger overwhelm me, and then a good push on the middle of my back which caused me to lose my balance and fall forward down the stairs which was pretty far (a good 20+ steps). I was in pretty agonizing pain as you can imagine falling down a flight of stairs. I remember when I finally got up after about 10 minutes of just trying to catch my breath and push the pain to the side, I went to the bathroom to check myself over and make sure I didn't seriously hurt one area or another. I remember feeling an extreme burning on my right shoulder and back which is odd in itself because I only hit my left side and my stomach due to me holding on to the rail to break the fall. It wasn't 3 linear scratches or anything. Just a gash on my shoulder and a gash on my back. Thankfully there wasn't anything else wrong besides a badly twisted ankle.

At the moment, I thought of nothing because I was more worried about any injuries and such. When the pain finally subsided a little, enough for me to make it back up the stairs since the attic is my bedroom, I sat down to just relax since I twisted my ankle and definitely didn't want to hurt it further. It dawned on me, and I put two and two together. As much as I wish it wasn't, it wouldn't be the first time something bad like that has happened. But I know I never felt afraid in my own home until then. I don't know what sparked it, unless somehow it was angry that I would be leaving for a long period of time, I don't know. But I know it wasn't the end of bad luck for me. A few days later I fell pretty ill, right before my mom was due to arrive. I kept a fever and couldn't keep anything down. Not soup, not toast, not even water or juice. I couldn't even keep my medicine down. Every 30 minutes I would be bent over the toilet, heaving due to the fact I had nothing in me after the 15th time. This lasted for several days, right up until I was ready to start my 10 hour road trip from Tennessee to Missouri.

Maybe me getting sick right after it was a coincidence but I hardly get sick anymore after being put on vitamins to keep my immune system up. The most I usually catch is just a little cold or my allergies act up. Nothing like that at all. It was all just a little strange and very frightening, definitely. I just don't know what to do at this point. I know I leave for Tennessee October 27th, but on Halloween I leave for Florida so I won't have to worry about it for too long at least. Any suggestions would definitely be nice.

Also, as I do live in a very Christian state and area, anything that involves a church is automatically out of the question because everyone here is very strict on the people they help or who enter the church. Especially since I'm Agnostic. Even though I don't believe or disbelieve, they normally do not welcome that anywhere near their holy place.