I was 13yrs. Old when it first happened. I had fallen asleep on the couch the first time he came, I heard a knock on the front door in the middle of the night and my mom came to answer it, when she opened the door I could hear her arguing with someone when suddenly the door was forced open and my mom yelled for me to run, when I looked up all I could see was the shadow of a man running towards me with his arms out like he was trying to grab me, that's when I woke up. It all seemed so real, I was on the couch exactly where I was before with the same blanket in the same position as in "my dream", I had never had a dream like that before, my dreams were never that coherent and I was never in control of what I was thinking and feeling, I was sure it wasn't a dream but when I asked my mom about it the next day she seemed worried but she said it didn't happen.
Very soon after that "the dreams" started becoming more frequent but after that first time there wasn't anyone else in those dreams but him except for one very later on. At first they were very violent except for the fact that during that stage it was like an out of body experience, he would come to me in my sleep (it didn't matter where I was, at home or at a friends house, in the living room or in the bedroom) I would know he was there because I would wake up and as soon as he would come my whole body would go numb, I couldn't move at all except for my eyes, I could still see and breath (I think he liked it better with me coherent and fully able to see what was going on) One moment I would be paralyzed on the bed with him usually standing in a corner of the room and the next moment I would just sit on the side watching while he would string me up and beat me, it was very odd because for all that I saw I never actually felt any pain, only fear, then as suddenly as it began I would wake up exactly where I had woken up before in my bed but this time he would be gone and for a long time I would wonder to myself "was it just a dream".
After a while the violence stopped and very oddly his visits seemed to become more personal, the first was very shocking and scared me even more then the violent dreams before, I was asleep on my mom's bed (we had just moved into a new house) when I woke up and just like the dreams before I was unable to move, the only difference was that this was in the middle of the day, I was laying on my side and I could feel him on the bed behind me when suddenly a man wearing a light blue shirt walked into the room and told me to get up and go towards him (this was the only other time besides the first time that anyone other than him had showed up in a dream) I tried to get up and go towards the man when suddenly, and very forcefully I might add, I felt a hand wrap around my hair and pull me back very hard (this was the first time that I actually felt him touch me and heard his Voice) when I was grounded back on the bed he leaned toward my ear and said "you can go for now but you'll never be able to get away from me, you'll be mine" his voice sounded very harsh and raspy like he had smoked a ton of cigarettes right before he spoke, and then I woke up again, this time he was gone and just like all the times before I was, where I was and laying exactly how I was in my "dream". That one really scared me, I told my mom about it and without telling me she went to speak to a priest she explained to him what was going on and he told her that they were not just dreams and gave her some holy water to put around my room. Not so funny thing about it was that it made no difference, even when I was having the dreams I would say "In the name of Jesus Christ, Leave this place or leave me alone" and other things like that, and he would just laugh (It didn't seem to do much to him).
One more significant dream was when I was 18, I had just found out that my boyfriend that I had been with since I was fourteen had cheated on me, one night he came to my room and just like before I couldn't move I was on my side and I could feel him behind me when he reached his arm around me, he didn't speak to me but it's like he was talking through his mind (the same raspy voice as before) and in a way I guess I saw his face for the first time (or what he wanted me to see at least) in my mind all I could see as he was talking to me was the face of a demon, black with red eyes and two goat like horns, when I woke up after that I couldn't remember everything that was said that night, except for during that visit, in my mind he showed me an image of two little boys with their coats on playing in the middle of a driveway with brown and yellow leaves scattered on the ground around them, I didn't understand what it had to do with me, but then he explained that the one on the right was my boyfriend and the other kid was his brother then he told me that, that little boy signified the childish and innocent part of my boyfriend that he could mess with and have a lot of fun playing with, and all I had to do was pass him along, I refused, I couldn't imagine bringing that problem to someone else's life. Even though I was mad I couldn't push that problem onto someone else. That was the last time that he ever made a real appearance and to me. Every once in a while I'll wake up and not be able to move I can sense his presence there but he doesn't interact with me anymore. About two weeks ago I woke up and couldn't move, I knew he was there, when I looked up I could see him standing there in the dark next to the bedroom door, he started to move and I saw him darting around the room when he got close to the foot of the bed I woke up again and he was gone. For as long as he's appeared he's always (except for the one time that he showed me his image in my mind) appeared the same way, he showed up as a shadow all I could see was the very dark, black figure of a man (much darker than the surrounding night).
I've read some personal stories of experiences that other people have had on this website and it may sound bad but I am happy to know that it doesn't only happen to me, but very alarmed to hear that other people have had it worse than I have, I guess that I am still scared of him because I know what he is and waking up not being able to move, trying to scream but feeling like I have lockjaw and can't even make a noise, feeling my teeth grinding together that is a very scary feeling. I was never as scared as the time I woke up with my daughter asleep on the bed next to me (I as unable to move and had the lockjaw feeling) and could feel him lifting me off the bed, I was halfway in the air and I could still see my daughter asleep there next to her dad, just the fact that he was so close to them frightened me (my daughters father is the same one that he said he could have a lot of fun playing with). Even after all that I have to say that I consider myself lucky to have not experienced pain or have been violated physically like some other people who's experiences I have read about but even so I am still scared of him because of what he is and the fear he can instill in me with only his presence. Now I am 24 years old and have been dealing with this for 11yrs. Luckily the visits have become almost non-existent (not much interaction and very few and far in between) but I can only pray and hope that it doesn't start all over again. One thing I do know for sure, I was raised to believe in god, but these experiences I've had have reinforced in me and helped me believe for myself that god does exist, I have been shown that demons exist so I cannot and refuse to believe that something so bad could exist without something really good existing too.