A bit over two years ago I first read about a serious succubus experience on a different website. I wondered if it was all fable or real in the spirit realm. I'm highly intrigued, binge reading on succubus and incubus for that week to come.
At this time I started dating someone new. My relationship with my sons father ended in my sons first year of life. After a terrible dating experience that I'll have to share at another time, I was glad to have met someone "normal".
Again, I'm not sure that this could be labeled as paranormal or as a haunting but absolutely peculiar.
July 2015, at this point I'd been dating my now boyfriend for several months. On the weekends my son would be with his father I would come and stay with my boyfriend. This specific weekend we had planned a trip to Palm Springs to attend pool parties with friends.
It was Friday, I'd just gotten home from work. I packed my pink bag with all the clothes I'd need, said my good byes and drove to my significant others home (his name is Dan). Dan lives in an area of San Diego called Mission Hills. One of the oldest communities in SD. The home we now share is cabin like surrounded by trees, old, and very beautiful. Our home has a chimney, it's made of different sized rocks and it goes up through the house. I will post a picture for reference. (The chimney is important to this experience)
When I arrived I went upstairs and sorted through my bag making sure I only took the essentials for such a short trip. I remember leaving my work clothes, a few shirts, and pants (110 degrees in Palm Springs!). I neatly folded my underwear and left them on top the dresser which is right across the chimney. We took off and I didn't get my read on much that weekend, however I did squeeze in some reading time on the way there and back. We had an awesome weekend with friends. (I promise this is all relevant, I'm getting to the "peculiar" part soon)
We head back home Sunday afternoon around 5 or 6pm. We arrive I unpacked, showered and prepared for the next day as I had work.
I stayed up for a bit. Everything well and good, ate a little something and hit the sack.
This night I have a terrible dream. I dreamed that I had an entity attached to me. I felt it was a male and it would follow me everywhere I went but would only torment me when I was alone. I hated being alone, he would speak awful words to me. I remember in my dream being at work retrieving papers from a printer upstairs being petrified of spending one second in solitude. The door slams I start hearing these voices in my head? I'm crying because I know he'll never leave me alone and I'm loosing my sanity. He's saying horrendous things and I am so scared I wake up (or so I thought I did) . Everything is dark and I feel calm knowing it was all dream. In a split second I feel a heavy force of an energy. Almost as if I could see it makes its way through our home, from down stairs, to up stairs and into the bedroom.
I'm not sure how to describe this but I was being raped, I am freaking out. In my mind I am awake and this is all real. I'm thinking my boyfriend? Looking around I don't see him or the dogs. I have an aha moment realizing I am still dreaming. I wake up, catch my breath, knowing it was just a dream. I check the time its almost 4am. I thought to myself you are so silly, have to stop binge reading ghost stories, I'm doing this to myself, I stayed up for a bit then dozed off back to sleep.
Remember the rock chimney I described earlier? When I get up to go the bathroom in the morning I can see that one of the underwear I had folded neatly and left on the dresser (purple underwear, the backside is Lace and the front is normal). Its hanging literally by one single thread of lace on a rock on the chimney about 5 feet up from the ground. It almost seemed impossible the way it was hanging there. I examined it for a bit.
I woke my boyfriend up to show him. I told him my dream and he thought it was odd took the underwear off and just disregarded. He said it must have been the dogs. It entered my mind... There was no way the small dogs got on our tall dresser and flung underwear onto the chimney? He doesn't believe in this sort of thing at all! So I couldn't expect anymore from him. We never talked about it again. I called out of work and sat there for an hour trying to place the underwear back on that same rock. I tried throwing it up and letting it land, and I tried just placing it there to no avail. So many ideas ran through my head I wasn't sure what to think. Coincidental or not, it was spooky! Any ideas?