I have never told this on-line, so please be patient with me. I am a mother of three and happily married, but I had an experience in my teenage years that I am still wanting answers for.
Around the age of fourteen, I discovered I could bilocate, only when it involved someone who was very close to my heart, but nevertheless, I could. I wasn't too concerned about it since my mother would have dreams about, well, concerning the future. Around that time, my cousin, who was the same age as myself, and her family started visiting us in Virginia. They were from Louisiana. She and I got along very well except I noticed that there seemed to be an energy between us. The best way to describe it would be like having the same poles of two magnets facing each other. A major clashing.
About a month after her visit, I had some of my cousins from my father's side visiting. We were sleeping in the guest bedroom. I tended to be a night owl at that age and was awake reading. I was lying on my left side and could see something from the corner of my eye. It was like black/grey smoke that backed its head away from the door, as if it didn't want to be caught watching me. I tried to shrug it off and went back to reading. Then I saw it again, out of the corner of my eye, so I turned to look again. Again it backed away. I did the same routine again but this time, I kept my head still and waited to see if it would peek back around the corner. And it did.
Mind you, I was not sleeping, I didn't have the feeling of suffocating due to sleep paralysis or what have you. What I saw was a very angular head, almost as angular as a cat's, but the form was human and tall, no ears no facial characteristics except for the outline. It also had something protruding from it in the shape of a hockey stick, and no, it wasn't a tail, if you can guess what I'm saying. I looked at this thing HEAD ON and the feeling I got was fear, but more than anything else, was anger.
I kept thinking in my head, "How dare you come into my house, you have no right to be here. You will not hurt me or my family," and, "You WILL LEAVE right now." It was as if I could feel my mind screaming at the thing. Now, I don't remember lying back down. I don't remember falling asleep, but to me, it was instantly that I was asleep and I saw an angel. The angel said, "Don't worry, I will protect you."
I didn't have another occurrence for a year. Then the nightmares began. I know this isn't a dream site but as before, please be patient with me and read, then you will see why I have trouble classifying these encounters.
The first one was when I was fifteen. I was asleep in my room and suddenly, I was wide awake. Or it seemed so until I looked down and saw myself sleeping in the bed. I was still in my room, I could see the bathroom light on across the hall (I slept with my door open) and I was watching myself sleep. Then I FELT a presence in the house. I started to yell at myself to wake up. No matter how loud I yelled, I wouldn't wake. When I realized I wouldn't get up, I started to tell my sleeping self that "it" was coming, and no matter what, to not let it do whatever it was wanting to do to me. I kept chanting this over and over again.
Then I turned my head to the doorway of my room. I FELT it come in, rather saw it, yet couldn't see it. I watched myself sleeping on my side with my legs together. This thing started to spread my legs apart while I was on my side. When I realized what its intention was, I started yelling to myself, "Don't you dare let it, don't you dare." over and over again. It got my legs apart but only so far. In my dream, it felt as if I was fighting a force that was using a jack, trying to get them apart, but it didn't get them apart enough.
I SUDDENLY woke. My first instinct was, of course, to run to my parents' room. Even at fifteen, when you get the crap scared out of you, you still need Mom and Dad. So, I started to shoot out of the bed and I couldn't move my legs. My legs felt as if they had been strained beyond belief (and I was very fit being a dancer) so for them to feel like that was something else. I rolled over and waited for the feeling in them to come back. It took awhile, but by that time I had gotten myself back under control. I kept telling myself it was just a dream, until the next morning when I saw my dad.
My dad and I have always been very close. When I saw him the next morning, which was Saturday, he asked if I was ok. I said "Yeah, why?" His response was, "I had a very disturbing dream about you last night. You were in a cave, literally scared to death." I told him about my dream. My dad then asked me if I had any other weird happenings. I told him about the "shadow" I saw. He made a comment about how my cousin had visited before that. I asked what did she have to do with it. He told me how he had spent some time with them in Louisiana and how he had some strange happenings with her, how she literally made a pass at him and told him she had a cave she wanted to show him. He then told me to be careful with her, that her own family has been concerned for her to the point of moving. I told him, "Dad, we get along better than any of the other cousins, why should I worry?" He just said for me to be careful.
I didn't have another dream again until I was sixteen. In this again, I awoke to find myself watching myself sleep, but then before I could tell myself anything, it felt like I was slammed back into my body. My hands were pushed through my brass bed bars and held while I was being so stretched that my back was bowed up. The "it" was straddling my hips. He laid on top of me while holding my hands in place. Again, I knew what it felt, what its facial expressions would've been if I could see his face, but of course, it was still invisible. It leaned its head in close and whispered with anger mixed with a bit of desperation. "When you want me, come to me." Again, I SUDDENLY woke up. And of course, my hands were through my brass bed bars and I was in the same position I was in during my dream.
The next morning, my dad approached me. He didn't ask this time, he looked at me and said, "You had another one." I nodded. He said that he had one, too. It started out with me in the cave, but then he was in a "theater" with my cousin. He said she asked him if I'm enjoying my visitor. He said, "What is it?" Her comment was, "Just something we sent to her." At this point, he woke up.
I didn't have another experience for another year. This night I would have TWO, but it would also be the last night.
The first one was very different. First, it was literally like a dream but I was very coherent in it. My mother was in the dream with me and out of all the people on earth I knew my mother (Pentecostal, as she was) would NEVER lie or hurt me. She was taking me to the doctor. I asked her why. She stated there was something wrong with my heart and that they needed a biopsy of my heart. Something didn't feel right to me about it, but since it was my mother I agreed. We get in the office and this MONSTROUS doctor comes in. He tells me that again, something is wrong with my heart and they need to get a biopsy of it. He then proceeds to tell me they need to go up through my vagina to reach my heart to take it. I look at my mom and she smiles and nods. So I agree. He then happily says he needs to go into the next room to prepare.
When he leaves one of the walls becomes a one way window. I can see out, but the people on the other side can't see me. I see the doctor and there is this huge orgy going on, people chanting and such. The window disappears and he walks back in. Before he touches me I look straight at him and say, " I know what you are and you are NOT going to touch me." My mom disappears and he looks very angry. He starts to say something and I yell, "NO, You are NOT going to touch me!" I realize he tried deception this time to get me and was appalled my mother's image was used as well.
I wake up. Unlike the other dreams, where I stay awake for the rest of the night, I fall back to sleep and frankly don't remember when, but it feels like I did only after a few minutes of being awake. Like the others, I wake to watching myself, but this time my body IS NOT SLEEPING! I am lying on my bedroom floor, door wide open, bathroom light shining in, and I am masturbating. I am so extremely excited but my coherent self is screaming, "What are you doing? Get up! You can't do this! Get up off the floor!"
My body is on the floor, my knees are drawn up. My coherent self can feel its presence enter the room. I can feel the thing just looking at my image on the floor, almost tenderly. Then I since it slowly laying between my legs but then suddenly it raises its head. I FEEL him looking back at the door. Then the most surprising thing happens. It puts a hand (a feeling again) on my cheek. He says in a regretful tone, "I have to go." He cups my cheek and kisses it. It was the sweetest kiss I have ever known. He then vanishes and I wake up for the rest of the night.
The next morning, my dad looks at me and says, "What happened?" I just shake my head because, well, I still don't know what to think of what happened. He proceeds to tell me, "I had a dream that you were in the cave but this time you were surrounded by people. You were on laying on some kind of rock and this man was in front of you. The crowd was chanting something but the most distinct line I kept picking up was, "Take a piece of her heart." When he said that, I freaked! That's what they were doing in the first dream. He said he had suddenly woke up and felt the need to check on me. What he found left him cold.
He said I was on the bed, naked from the waist down. I was practically bent in an impossible position and when he spoke my name, I turned my head and my eyes were completely black. He was so shocked he went back to bed. He then fell back to sleep, to me, screaming my head off like I never had in the other dreams. It was morning when he woke from this dream.
A month later, after graduating, my family was going to see none other than my cousin's family. The way the timing worked, I couldn't go. But my father stated he was going to ask my cousin some straightforward questions.
When he returned, this is what he got. She indeed said she sent it. She wouldn't say if she did it alone but she did use the word "we" several times. She never answered how, or what it was. When my father thought the "questioning" was over she asked, "How did she like her kiss?" My father said, "She said it kissed her sweetly on the cheek." Her comment to him was, "That's where SHE believes it kissed her. She should feel lucky, He never kisses a woman there, but he did her."
My questions are these: What was the shadow thing? My cousin admitted to sending that thing, how and why would she? What was the thing? What did it want? What was up with the kiss thing? If we go in coordinating my dreams with my dad's, he came and saw me after the first dream on the last night? So WHY did the thing leave? Did it leave on its own? Did it only have a certain amount of time? Why? Am I just nuts?
Thank you for your time and any insight anyone may have.