At the moment I am 17 years of age, but since quite young age of around 9/10, I have experienced some abnormal things happening in my house. But not to any of my other family members (Mum, Dad, Brother). Just me.
When we were having an extension built I was moved to the spare room, which is directly below the room I am in now. I remember that when I was younger I was falling asleep in bed. I then woke up hearing the sounds of footsteps on pieces of paper I had been using that night. When I looked at the end of my bed, a dark figure walked past the end of my bed and out the door and disappeared. When I told my parents the next day they just thought I was being over imaginative. And I believed this myself.
Other events that have happened are little things such as hearing someone walking up the stairs when it's only been me in the house and things fall off the side. These are things that I have gradually got used to and which never used to bother me. But until one night that changed.
I was in bed on a Sunday night; I had a really busy weekend so I was really tired. As I shut my eyes, after about 5 minutes I could see a man in my head. He was quite an old man, around 60 years old, with grey hair. I could see him from a distance and sometimes a real close up. But I just asked him in my head to go away politely as I was really tired and just wanted to sleep. But I didn't just see him in my head, I saw my Granddad. Who is still alive to this day. I didn't understand why he was there, but again I could just see this man in my head. And he refused to leave.
As I turned onto my back, I was suddenly shot upright with great force. My body was paralyzed and I could only open my eyes at a squint. As if it wasn't me controlling my body, it was someone else.
When I tried to move, I just couldn't. I tried to cry out for help. But as I could hardly breathe, it came out as a groan. I felt as if I was being choked out of my own body. Nothing I could do was going to stop this thing from controlling me. I came more and more scared, frustrated as well that I couldn't do anything to help myself. The feeling I had was that my body was overloading, as if there was more then me inside. As if someone was trying to push me out of my own body, and take over.
I gave one more go at crying out for help, and then I did. It was as if I had pushed whatever if was out of me. And I felt the feeling of freedom and relief, as if I had been allowed out of prison. The feeling was so strange that is the only way I can describe it. I had never experienced something so terrifying. I had never seen the man before; I don't know who he is, where he came from, or what he wanted from me. But I defiantly believe that he was there for a reason and it wasn't a good one.
Please let me know what you think of this, would really like to know your opinions of it, and especially if it has happened to you.