I want to start off by saying I do not believe in "ghosts", the correct term is spirits/demons. I've grown up in a Christian environment. Always went to church, praise God the whole 9-yards. Growing up as a little girl, my mother was into the heavy drugs up until I was 11-12. She turned her life around and gave her life to God! She's now 10+ years clean and still praising the Lord! It was a rough childhood but me and my 2 brothers (I'm the middle child) pulled together to get through it!
During the time I was growing up, I experienced what people call sleep paralysis. I didn't know at the time that's exactly what it was. I just thought I would play too hard as a young kid and had the best sleep I've ever had.
Fastforwarding to 4 days before my 16th birthday. (My mom was engaged to a very Christian man and had recently broken up for reasons I'm not going to say). I again experienced sleep paralysis for the first time in a few years but this time I woke up, pinned down to my bed. I couldn't talk, move or hardly breath! All I could think of was, "Please God! Please help me!" It was about 2 minutes until I started feeling something wrap around my neck feeling like I was being choked. A few more minutes passed and all of a sudden I could breath and slightly move again but I was still pinned into my bed. I felt my thighs with my hands and I could tell I was literally caved into my mattress. I had passed out from being so scared!
I finally woke up and it was just a few minutes after all of that had happened, I was starting to switch my position to go back to sleep, hoping and praying it was just a dream. When I finally got comfortable enough to go back to sleep, I heard what sounded like a very faint but loud (if that makes since) man's voice saying, "He's mine!" I shot up from my bed and sprinted into my mom's room crying hysterically and trying to explain what happened. She brushed me off telling me it was just a nightmare.
The following morning I was getting up for school went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. When I got out I looked into the mirror and saw a rope burn on my neck. I screamed as loud as I could, scared out of my mind. My mom came in the bathroom and freaked out at what she saw. I didn't go to school that day and my mom called into work 'sick'. She sat me down and had me explain everything that happened last night, so I did. She started to cry.
We prayed and prayed and prayed some more. The day after is when everything that happened that night made more sense. My mom had gotten a call from her ex-fiancé's mom. He had hung himself and died in a hotel room the exact same time I experienced all that I did. I wasn't told until I woke up. When I heard the devastating news, I immediately called her a liar. Long story short we sat down talked about it and sure enough it was reality! The day after my 16 birthday was his funeral. I had stayed home for the whole week because the mark on my neck wasn't going away and from the shock of what happened to him.
I'm now 18 going on 19 in 2 and a half months. It still haunts me to this day. Here recently I've been seeing this demon face when the sleep paralysis kicks in. I've seen this face 4 times since all this went down. He tried entering my body several times but by the grace of God didn't manage to do what he planned. I pray every night after all of this and even feel this demon come around and I demand him to leave, that he is not allowed here and if he doesn't leave I'll eventually throw Scriptures in his face until I feel him not there anymore.
I now know I'm gifted with discerning of spirits. It scares me to the point to were I'm no longer sleeping without a nightlight or without my Bible next to me! I put up several crosses in my room and throughout my house and a Bible in every room! This thing tries to come near me and he gets slapped in the face with the Word of God every time.
If anybody has any other experiences, please feel free to comment. I just want to know I'm not the only one who is going through this!