I'm sure some of you have read a few of my stories involving my many ghostly experiences. Well this one is a bit different. It was 2003, just getting out of high school, I started dating this guy Ronnie. I liked everything about him. He was in a band, very popular, just had that "thing". But there was one thing I couldn't stand about him. I'm a Catholic and very big in my Faith, and every time I would drive he would ask me why I drive with a Bible in my car. Then start asking me all these questions regarding my Religion.
Some like, "Well, when you're in trouble, where's God"? Or if there's a God, then why does this or that happen. He told me that he doesn't believe there is a God, and that he believes when you die, that you are six feet under and that's all. I really liked him so I had to respect his opinion. But as time passed, I couldn't take his nitpicking on my religion anymore. He was always treating me bad, using drugs, overall I was just in a crappy, ugly and dark relationship. I felt like he was trying to get me to stop believing in God.
While in that relationship (if you even want to call it that) I felt dark and depressed. A weird thing that still scares me to this day when I think about it is that there were always these ugly huge brown spiders hanging around my door ways and windows to my house. It seems that they were only there while I was in this relationship. After going through some depression I decided that I couldn't take it anymore. So we broke up.
The first thing I did before I went to sleep was grab my bible and I just started praying, more than I ever have before. While I was praying I started to feel a very evil presence around me, very heavy feeling like there was something evil surrounding me and I heard, not aloud but telepathically (in my head) something telling me to stop praying.
That scared the crap out of me. But all I could do was just pray even harder. After about a few minutes, that "feeling" was gone.
I didn't know what had happened. Was I possessed? I don't think so. I just think that once I started getting my Faith and religion back that the "Devil" or his people tried everything they could to try and stop me from praying. But it didn't work. Thank God. And as the days went on and I kept on praying, all those ugly, nasty spiders started going away. I never saw them again!
I still think about those ugly times, thanking God that I had strength to keep my head and faith up. And not to let any evil or darkness get to me. Its still scary to think about it. I wonder what it exactly was.
Was it the devil? What about those creepy spiders? Still gives me the chills. If anyone can help a friend in need, let me know. Thank you for taking the time to read my story.