For most of my life, I have always felt that I was being watched by someone, but until last month, I didn't know anything about my spirit guide.
Going back to a little over a month ago... I was at my friend's house for a sleepover, and somehow, someone started talking about spirits. A different friend of mine showed us how to contact them with a candle and a necklace; the beginning of a lot of trouble. Going out on a limb, I gave my exact address and we summoned my spirit guide, Cory. I spent the better part of the night talking with him, discussing problems, and just relishing in the fact that I was doing something I had wanted to do for so long, contact spirits. Ever since that night, I can tell when I'm doing something Cory disapproves of there is trouble.
Cory has two children, Steven and Penelope, and a wife, Anne who also stay close to me. They all died around my house back in the 1800's. For the sake of time, I will continue to the following occurrences a week later. The spirit that died close to my friend's house, Dominic, is extremely powerful. My friend contacted him that night, and ever since, he has been like a voice inside her head. He keeps her up at night with his laughter and gives my friend gruesome nightmares I can't describe. When she does something that annoys him, he doesn't hesitate to slap her or scream in her ears.
One night, after she had annoyed him more then usual, he took hold of her wrist and squeezed until the bone was bruised. When I saw her the next day with a brace, I got angry, and I wanted it to stop. I wanted my friend to be able to sleep, and I wanted Dominic sent to the light. I contacted him myself that night and called him an awful lot of things I probably shouldn't repeat here then taunted him, saying "You don't have the nerve to hurt me because of Cory." Once my anger was vented, I ended the conversation to go take a shower. I thought I saw something in the reflection of a garbage can lid, so I looked closer and saw an enormous man standing behind me, and he wasn't happy. It was Dominic. I whipped around to see nothing there at all. Cory was furious; he knew what I had done was dumb and dangerous, but at the time, I didn't see how dangerous it really was.
Just this past Friday, March 13th, I went back to that same friend's house for another sleepover. Nothing serious occurred until late that night. Whenever I saw my friend wince I knew it was Dominic, I showed my disapproval by swearing loudly and mentioning that I was completely fine and far more annoying then my friend could ever be. I dared him to hurt me, and Cory got angrier then ever. I can't see or hear Cory directly, but I could almost feel him saying "you will regret saying this."
Late that night, Dominic began to really display his rage just past the start of the witching hour. He told us that someone was going to die at his hand, and that he would possess my friend to do so. Terrified, my friend, the other participant at the sleepover and myself all gathered in a circle with makeshift crosses to pray. As we prayed, my friend jerked away, hissing that the crosses were burning. I kept my calm somehow, and a few minutes later, my friend was starting to drift as Dominic overpowered her. I kept my cross close and spoke to him until she regained control. Scared beyond what I have ever felt, my friend sat back down, nervous about what she could do if he fully took control of her. She described to me how she could tell what he was thinking, and how he wanted to break my back, and how he was going to choke our other friend. About half an hour later (at this point it was close to 2 AM), Dominic was fed up. My friend gave us one final warning, "get away from anything he can hurt you with," then she was gone.
Standing, I looked into the eyes of hatred, and as he went for a pencil, the other friend and I locked ourselves in the bathroom. Dominic whispered angry words at us about breaking down the door, but we clung to the lock, praying it would hold. Breaking through all our strength like nothing, he broke the lock on the door with a knife, right as my friend's dad had awoken. God had kept us safe! I breathed relief as Dominic made a barely passed attempt at pulling off my friend, and then daringly went back in the bedroom with them. He had calmed down enough to have a conversation with me, during which I pleaded with him and was forgiven for the angry words. Cory had come back; he left us during the struggle. What I found funny was that Cory still doesn't trust Dominic, and vice versa.
They were never fond of each other. Before Dominic left my friend passed out on her floor, he gave us one warning; "never contact the other man who died around this property. I don't know how strong he is, but he can kill a living person without thinking twice about it." I fear that I may be putting myself in danger in telling you this, and I feel the other man's hand on my back as I type.
Two nights ago, I felt a different spirit in my room, and I saw a different man in my house. Last night, as I tried to fall asleep, the other spirit pulled at my heart, trying to possess me. I felt my awareness slipping away, and I clung to my thoughts, hoping for Cory to come back. Whenever the other spirit gets close to me, Cory seems to be forced away. Cory just confirmed my suspicions today; this other entity is the spirit from my friend's house and he wants me dead for reasons we do not know.
As I am typing this, I feel a hand on my back and pressure inside me, but I need to tell other people. Many of my friends don't believe in spiritual activity on Earth, so I needed more people to hear my story. I don't think I should contact the man to try and send him in the light; that may only open any barriers that have kept him from killing me thus far. I think the only thing I can do is talk to Cory and my friend and trade ideas.
One of my theories is that the man is somehow involved with Cory's son Steven, who made a lot of deals he still can't keep during his life. I just felt extreme pressure that I'm going to take as confirmation until I can contact Cory again.
Finally... Thanks for reading my story! I'm new to this site, but I have experienced a lot of paranormal activity lately that I needed to share. If anyone was fascinated by this, I'll be writing again if anything else happens soon. Thanks again!