I'm in my 20s now and this happened when I was around 14. I just found this website maybe a week ago and didn't think much of it. I was aware I could of posted this before but I never did due to the fact I felt that I would be accused of having a fake story. But after reading some of the stories already on here and some of the comments I feel maybe you guys can help me. So for spring break during my Freshman year in High School I stayed over my Uncle's house in Boston. After about a day of staying over he told me about this really cool colonial home he stayed in for a weekend and he wanted to show me it. After about a 30 minute drive we reached this huge brick house that just had that feeling to it. Kind of like the beginning of a Horror movie or something. I was suppose to stay there for about 3 days and go back to his place and I was ok with it. We weren't trespassing or anything he said that he knew the owner and he has stayed there plenty of times.
The first day wasn't anything bad we got there late and mainly just toured around the area. But the first night was a lot worse than the day. I woke up in the middle of the night to voices I could hear in another room. It wasn't my uncle due to the fact that they were sleeping. I could hear him and his husband snoring in the floor below me. The voices were very faint. I kept trying to make out what they were saying but I couldn't. I feel like I heard them say things like "who's that person" or "what are they doing here" but as much as I think I heard that I also think I was just hearing what I "want to" hear. It's hard to explain what I am implying. The talking never stopped and I ended up falling asleep while it was happening. In the morning of the 2nd day everything was fine. I didn't want to talk to my uncle about the night because they are very skeptical about a lot of that stuff and they would probably just laugh at me. All 3 of the days were perfectly fine. We spent a lot of time outside talking and hanging out.
The 2nd night was interesting. I went to bed just fine but I had a very scary nightmare. I was back at my actual house in my bedroom. I shared a bedroom with my brothers at the time so the way it was designed was a twin bed on one side and a bunk bed on the other. I was sitting on the twin bed and across from me was this priest looking guy holding a bible. He seemed like he was reading some passage from it. I am not that religious so I don't know specifics. When he looked up from reading he didn't look at me. He looked at the bed I was on but at the head of it instead of the foot where I was sitting. Then I turned to what he was looking at and there was this pitch black figure sitting there. It felt so dark. I have never experienced such energy I can't describe it. This feeling of fear instilled me in such a way that to this day I have never felt it since. I looked at the figure and it turned its head back at me. The sound of the priest reading started to get muffled as I looked deep into this things face. I felt my chest constricting, and my throat tightening. I was paralyzed in fear and I could hear the priest screaming at the top of his lungs to leave me alone. I woke up after a few moments of this experience to silence. I looked around the room recovering from this dream short of breath. I felt like I kept seeing shadows out of the corner of my eye but I feel like that was my mind playing tricks on me. After about 10 minutes of laying there I accepted it was just a nightmare and fell back asleep no problem. The day went on and the beginning of the last night was about to begin which was the last straw for me. I told my uncle that I simply had a nightmare and he just accepted it no jokes as it wasn't a big focus for conversation.
The 3rd night was terrifying. I had the scariest nightmare I have ever had and I can't express it enough. To this day and right now as I type this it gives me chills. I had a nightmare where I was in my kitchen at my actual home and the figure was there again right next to me. It didn't say anything to me directly but I knew what it was saying.
"Let me show you something" was all it said. But said isn't a good word. Like telepathically tell me? I don't know how to say it. But before my eyes I was in darkness. And the location I was brought to was the most frightening thing I have ever seen. I don't want to describe it into to much detail as it makes me extremely uncomfortable. But I will say that this place it showed me was so dark and so evil no one not even the most hated man alive should ever have to experience such a punishment. I could feel myself in danger. And not the type of danger you thinking of. Like I was in trouble I hate to use the word but I felt like my actual soul was in trouble. I woke up from this nightmare covered in sweat. My heart was racing and I felt like I just fell out of a plane or something.
I was sleeping in a queen bed at the home and I slept on the side against the wall. I was facing the wall on my side and I could feel the side of the bed behind me sink down as if someone had just sat there. I could hear heavy breathing and I was paralyzed in fear. My face was pale and I couldn't scream. Nothing was working. After about 30 seconds the bed went back to normal and the side went back to normal. I didn't tell anyone about my experience the following day or the following week. I told my friends briefly about it at school and they didn't think much of it and blew it off. It's not that they didn't believe me it's just that I don't think they cared.
I decided to post it on here because after reading a couple of the stories I believe you guys can help explain what this was. I have not experienced anything similar since.