I have mentioned previously that my boyfriend has major heart issues: 4 strokes and 3 heart attacks in 1 year, and the doctors told him he would die, there was nothing they could do to help him. But he didn't die, he lived and has slowly gotten better. What we have thought recently though is that he is using borrowed time, and this story will explain why.
Colton twitches a lot when he sleeps. So it's normal to me that all of a sudden he would have a full body twitch and it would wake me up. Well, one night this happened and it did wake me up.
As I'm laying there trying to fall back asleep I feel him sit up. So I open my eyes staring at him, sit up myself and look at his face and listen. He's still snoring his eyes are closed and he's not responding to me saying his name. This is strange because this has never happened before in the seven months we have been living together. He sits like that slightly swaying for almost five minutes before I gave up and laid him back down on my shoulder. He pulls his legs up right against my side, which was a little uncomfortable but I could deal with it. Maybe, MAYBE, two minutes later his legs are pulled and he is ripped from above my shoulder all the way down to my pelvic bone. He quickly pulled his knees back up to his chest.
There is NO POSSIBLE WAY HE COULD HAVE DONE THIS HIMSELF. And how do you get pulled down someone's chest without someone else being in the room. No one was in the room with us. I wake up to my door being opened and it is always closed. No one came in when we were sleeping. At this point every rational thought I could muster up was gone out the window and it was all replaced by fear. A lot of fear.
I grabbed onto him tightly. As tightly as I could without hurting him. My feet are out of the blankets and I'm pretty tall so my feet just reach the end of my bed. It feels like something is moving and brushing against my feet but there is nothing there.
Colton slowly sits upright again. Again, I called out his name asking him if he was awake. Nothing. No response. Just light snoring as usual. I laid him down again, his legs pulled up against my side. I laid there and waited. Hoping to the Gods that it wouldn't happen again. A few seconds later another big tug followed by a little one. My heart is beating out of my chest, I'm so terrified that I can't move. I'm barely breathing. Colton wakes up and bolts upright in bed, breathing heavy and complaining about a pain in his chest. I flicked on the light and lifted his shirt to find 4 deep cuts in his chest exactly where his heart is.
I understand, that sounds suspicious. But I swear to the gods it is true. Four jagged cuts that were NOT there when he fell asleep and there is no way he could do it himself. He doesn't have nails. There's nothing sharp in my bed or around my bed.
Later, researching what happened and talking to a few people who know lots about the paranormal and myths, we came across what is called an Imp. An Imp, from what I'm told, is a taker of people who are using borrowed time, that should have died but didn't. My boyfriend being one of them. This worries me because once they mark you they will do anything in their power to get you.
These marks that were left are now scars and his chest. I can't voice how scared I am.