As I had previously written many strange things have happened to me especially in the house I lived in when I was 17, the boyfriend I had then I'm still with now so if you want to ask him any questions about events including him then feel free!
A quick sum up of my house back then, it's a 2 floor 4 bed house in Newhaven which is a little town outside of Brighton on England's South Coast. It would probably help if you read the other "story" I have written about being physically hurt as it would explain where we think the spirit has come from and such. Briefly we think my boyfriend disturbed it when it put some things in the loft and left the hatch thing open by mistake.
Ok this time when we were attacked we were not living anywhere near that house. We had moved to London at this point but were visiting my family. We had to sleep in the front room downstairs as all the bedrooms were now occupied since we left. I'm sorry if my explanations get a little confusing, I just want to get in as much detail as I can so you can see how the rooms were set out and how we were sitting when my boyfriend's wrist was broken. I want it to make as much sense as possible.
One of the sofas in the front room was flat against the wall with one of its ends also against a wall. It was kind of in a corner with the door to the living room at its other end. The front room door had been removed I don't know why it just had been. There was a doorframe but no door. I think it had been removed because it opened into the room which was already kind of small and it gave us more space. Directly opposite the front room door was another doorway also with no door. This door led into a big open plan kitchen/dining room so if you were sat where we were, you could see across the hallway and into the other room as well. I would draw you a sketch plan of the two rooms but I don't know how to put it up with my work.
My boyfriend was leant back against the sofa and wall with his left leg all stretched along the back of the seat of the sofa and his right leg bent with his foot on the floor so I could sit myself between his legs and lean back on his chest he then had his left arm behind his head and his right wrapped around me. Hope that makes sense. We were asleep.
I remember being asleep then waking up feeling wrong I guess. The hairs on my neck were stood up and I had goose bumps all over. I remember feeling a bit sick as well and terrified straight away. It was that deep kind of gut feeling that says this is wrong, you have gone somewhere you shouldn't have or you've pissed someone off that you shouldn't have, you know something is wrong and you are stuck in the middle of it, that's how it felt.
I remember holding my breath for as long as I could then breathing really slowly, every little sound was freaking me out. It was that kind of scared so I guess you could suggest I was hysterical at that point. But please read on as I couldn't possibly have broken my boyfriend's arm by myself, not with the way I was sitting and holding onto him even if I was hysterical. It was then that Willow came in and sat on the floor beside me.
I have always thought that animals are really sensitive and figured maybe she had woken up because I was so freaked out not because anything was wrong. I wanted to give her a bit of comfort and get some back myself! She seemed bothered, kind of restless for a minute but I was so scared I couldn't turn over to see her. After a couple minutes I thought this is dumb and I turned onto my back rather then my side so my boyfriend was still leant back but rather then curling up on his chest, I was now lying on my back against him so his stomach was in my back. Hope it's making sense... Anyways Willow laid down on the floor completely flat, head down and all, right beside the sofa we were on. I thought it was a bit weird because I had not even petted her yet. That was when my boyfriends arm around me got really tight. I thought he was just moving in his sleep or messing around or something but it got tighter around my chest. I got a bit freaked out so I said to him " *boyfriends name* get off man what are you doing?" he moved his arm to my neck and was waking up at this point. I remember him saying something along the lines of " oi leave my arm alone man I'm sleeping!" I told him I wasn't touching his arm and he shuffled himself a little more upright. We were still in the same position but he could see clearly over me now. His arm got tighter and moved round my neck I pushed it off and it happened again.
I remember my boyfriend saying in a really messed up shaky kind of voice " that's not me oh my god I'm not doing that! " it was then I just knew that it was the same thing as before. I hadn't guessed or been told but it was like the thought had just been put into my head you know and I got even more scared. My boyfriend started to I guess moan a bit like he was in pain and kept saying " please get off my arm please get off my arm! " his arm was wrapped round my neck so (this is a bit hard to explain so I hope I do it well) I got hold of his arm and pushed it away from me harder this time then before, before it had been pushing it away, this time I had to really push it off me.
Just so it makes sense I'm going to explain how I was pushing on his arm so you'll understand something had to be pushing back to break it.
If you hold you arm in front of you bent at the elbow as if you were cuddling someone in front of you right then imagine the person cuddling you got hold of your arm one hand just under your elbow and the other at your wrist and pushed outward and away from you your arm would just move right now imagine someone else pushing on your arm from the other side as well... That's what was happening I pushed his arm to get it away from my throat and the spirit pushed on the other side back towards me I guess I can't fully blame the spirit for my boyfriends arm breaking but well he started it ha-ha.
This went on for a couple of minutes. My boyfriend is really shouting at this point and people were starting to stir upstairs and I remember thinking " hey [spirit] f**k you, people are coming now your going to loose and you know what I'm so not scared of you right now" and that's when I started to say it out loud, things like " back off, f**k you, I'm not afraid of you, you can't hurt us because were not scared of you ha now f**k right off go on, go I'm not scared of you" while I was saying those things I'm sure I was saying them right into its face the room was dark and we couldn't see much just shadows of things like Willow when she came in. I could see dog but not what dog haah.
I just got the feeling that even though I couldn't see it I was really fighting back and I guess saying right to its face "back off" but then maybe I just like the idea of it of being strong you know? Anyways the pressure got worse the screaming from my boyfriend got worse until I just felt his arm kind of buckle. I feel kind of guilty now because I think if I hadn't said what I said would it have gone that far? Maybe the spirit would have just left some more bruises and gone. I don't know maybe I shouldn't have told it I wasn't scared but I don't know, again same as before the idea was just suddenly in my head and I went with it. I thought maybe if it knows were not scared it'll just give up!
My boyfriend has since told me he would have probably done the same if it were me it was happening to and he doesn't blame me so I guess that's good. Anyways it was really gross when his arm snapped in my hands but as soon his wrist went, the pressure stopped and the spirit was gone again like instantly, the room didn't feel heavy or nasty anymore its whole presence was just gone in a second, everyone was coming downstairs to see what the hell was going on and we told them well I told them and we went to hospital and that's the end of that.
Sorry if any of its a little muddled I have just realised its 3:30am ha-ha I'm going to post anyways because I need to get this "story" up if I notice anything glaringly wrong ill fix it in a comment lol.
Again any ideas on what happened and why would be great.
Peace and Love to You and Yours