A few months ago (November) I was viciously attacked by an entity which I've posted already on YGS (The Night Strangler). Since that night nothing of such prominence has happened in our house that would warrant extreme worry. I've been wearing a medallion as some users on YGS have suggested, so that may have helped to prevent any extremities, however we've yet to get our house smudged or anything (this is only because of some disagreement between what's really happening between my family and thus a disagreement on how to handle the situation).
Recently activity has been picking up in our house. At first it started off as keys and other small knick knacks disappearing and reappearing in the bottom of our bedroom drawers or in the back of our medicine cabinet. Then some of the glass inside our locked China cabinet shattered in the middle of the night. Now things have become much most disturbing:
On January 20, I was in our basement on the computer browsing to waste time, as I usually do. My grandma was at her bible study group, but my mom was home upstairs, an important note that helps me to believe that what I'm experiencing is indeed paranormal and not just figments of my overactive imagination. At first I felt a small breeze blowing against my neck, but we have a crack in our basement window (which is conveniently located behind me) so I decided it was just a breeze blowing in through the crack and paid no attention. Then I felt a sharp poking sensation at the bottom of my back, one strong enough to cause an ache. I mindlessly swatted at the spot thinking it was my cats trying to be playful. Only a few seconds later did I hear the *thud* *thud* *thud* across the floor upstairs signifying they were both upstairs getting into another fight.
This is where things become unexplainable on my part:
The computer screen flickered for a split second (our computer is fairly new, bought only a year ago) before the image suddenly became distorted. I tried all the oldies but goldies (crtl-alt-delete, alt-F4, ect.) but to no avail my computer was stuck like that. So I tried to reboot it, but as I tried to push the button in I received a sharp smack across my arm and the cool breeze was blown into my face forcefully (it could barely be called a breeze).
In a whisper, I heard what I think was "Get Out," but I could barely make out the words because the voice was so quiet. Needless to say I bolted up stairs, and as I reached our kitchen to tell my mom she already looked frightened. She asked me if I was playing tricks on her but I answered no. She had heard a voice whispering "Get Out" and had also been pestered the same way I had (with the poking and breezes).
A few side notes: my mom and I have thought of things that may be helpful: I personally feel that this is the same entity that attacked me in November. It had the same aura of malevolence. We both feel that it is male. The focus of its attention has been around me and guests (my stuff tends to be the things that go missing and appear in the bottom of my mother's dresser or in her purse or in the bathroom medicine cabinet. All of which are things I rarely ever have reason to go to if ever, and guests tend to feel tentative in our house and leave the moment their business with us is finished though neither my dad or grandma feel tentative or any malevolence (and they're the two with the most faith in religion which could possibly have some attribute to that reason).
I have a few questions for anyone who may be reading this story. First: Any ideas on what this entity may be?
Second: Why the words get out? My family and I are both fairly certain that no one died in this house, and research shows that before the house was built (1970s) there was a cornfield where no reported homicides were ever recorded. Our neighbors have said that nothing unusual has happened in their residencies (if this ghost was being possessive of the land than wouldn't it be wandering all of the land and not just our house? I don't think that if the being was haunting the land that it wouldn't be attracted to our stressful situation because our situation is just as bad or better than some of the others on our street).
I really don't know what's going on, but if someone has experienced anything similar or might have a clue as to why the being is here at our house than by all means share it with me.