This happened to me in November 2012.
My husband had recently died-he committed suicide behind our house about two to three weeks before this event.
I was grief-stricken and very depressed at this time, as you can imagine, but I had to keep myself somewhat presentable and pulled-together for our three children.
You should know also that even though I did watch ghost shows I never knew they really existed and I figured they did not, because I should have seen at least one by now-I was 37 at the time. My teenage son would make me laugh by making fun of my tv shows and we only watched them for fun and a scare.
Anyways, during these few weeks after his death I couldn't eat hardly anything and I slept for only about two to three hours each night.
But even with all that being said I am very sure this actually happened. I was NOT groggy and definitely not dreaming. I was awake and clear-headed. I wasn't going crazy from lack of sleep either because I did sleep at night, just not very much.
I and my 5 year old son slept in my bed since he died.
I remember very clearly wondering what had woken me up and feeling annoyed at having to be awake again since sleep for me was hard to come by at the time and a great relief and escape.
It was about four AM.
I was laying on my side looking at my little son's back as he was curled on his side facing the wall.
Then out of nowhere comes a voice from the bedroom doorway behind me. This voice was not quiet,low-pitched,or hard to hear. This was normal-to- sort of loud and seemed to come from near the ceiling like the speaker was a very tall man.
This voice sounded gargling, rough and growling like the monster voices from a horror movie.
It said my name,"V-...," and a sentence followed.
This is the strangest part- as I listened and understood what was said to me it felt like the memory of these words were taken away so I could not remember what It said.
Why would that happen?
I froze solid with fear.
I started praying in my mind and I slowly curled my body over my son so the thing couldn't get him.
It happened again a few seconds later, calling me by name and repeated its sentence but the same thing happened and I could not remember what it said.
I couldn't move at all after I managed to curl over my son because I was so shocked and terrified. My body was starting to cramp because I was so still and tense. Then I am sure I fainted because who falls asleep after something like that?
What has been bothering me when I think about this is could it have been my husband? If it was then why would he sound like a monster? It did not sound anywhere close to normal.
I would like to know if any of you have heard of this not being able to communicate part.
Why couldn't I remember what it said?
Sorry if the writing was bad or confusing. I wanted to make sure I gave you every detail.
This is the first strange thing that happened to me, like I said. There have been other things since this night but none at all before this.