You won’t get hurt. Nothing will attach itself to you. You won’t find something evil – or will you?
Last week, I shared a personal experience with you. The story of what happened in my childhood home and how it affected me and my family. I don’t know what was the cause of the haunting but after the house had been blessed and years started to pass by, I felt myself staring to doubt whether or not it really happened. I knew, what I had seen, I remembered being afraid and although, I was deeply interested in the paranormal, I couldn’t believe it. I’m aware it might sound strange but when your family does not want to discuss it and time start to pass, sometimes you start to question whether or not you just made it all up. I did not but still, I was skeptical. After all, when we moved into the house I was just a little kid, so some memories were starting to become blurry and I can’t believe in something unless I see it for myself and know for sure that there is no logical explanation for it.
When I was in my early teens, I met someone who quickly became one of my best friends. She was one of the friendliest people, I have ever met and really just an amazing person. We started to spend time together, explore the area surrounding our school, and we would talk a lot. At some point she told me that the house she lived in was haunted and honestly, I did not believe her. Sometimes people – or at least kids – will say that their house is haunted and sometimes it is true but most of the time (in my opinion) it is not. Weird noises and being uneasy in certain places of a house does not automatically mean that it is haunted, so I brushed it off and assumed she was just exaggerating or maybe joking. She was not. I began spending more time at her house and it was not long before things began to happen. Closet doors would move slightly by themselves, noises would be heard, small things that caught our attention, and the more it happened, the more I wanted to investigate it. I was curious and honestly, I was a dumb kid.
People have told me that if you don’t invite spirits in, then they can’t hurt you. Maybe that is true but what I didn’t know was that you can invite something in without even realizing it. Kids shouldn’t try to investigate the paranormal but I did. There were areas in my friend’s house which seemed to have a bad energy. Honestly, there was something about the entire house that just did not feel right. We began spending our days ‘investigating’ and by that, I mean that we would walk around without any equipment and just see if anything would happen. My friend would taunt, I probably did too even though I don’t remember doing it. We would try to contact it, talk to it, and things began to happen. Pictures would start showing up on my phone. Pictures that I knew, I had not taken and that nobody could have taken because my phone had been in my backpack all day. A series of pictures of weird, round lights with a bluish center.
Electronics would start turning on and off by themselves. Large furniture would begin to move by itself. The reflection of a girl’s face showed up in a mirror behind me, even though no one was there but what frightened me the most was when, I saw the shadow figure. A large, black mass in the shape of a man stood in a window and looked me. He didn’t have a face and I don’t know how I could tell that it was a man or that he was looking at me, but I could.
I believe, it was this man, who followed me home. I call it a ‘man’ because I’m not sure what else to call it even though, I honestly don’t believe that it was a man or that it had once been a person. Around this time that things began happening at my own house. My dogs would bark violently at something that wasn’t there. Things began to move by themselves, shake violently, I started to feel uneasy in my own room and I just didn’t feel okay. This point in my life was one of lowest and not because anything bad had happened but because I just felt horrible. A dark energy seemed to surround me and my mood seemed to change drastically. I wanted to be alone, I was angry at everyone and although I can’t say that this was caused by whatever followed me home, I suspect that it may have played a role, in how I started to act. It felt bad.
The attachment lasted for months and ended suddenly. I was home alone, sitting in the living room when the door, which led out to the hallway where the backdoor is, started to shake. Someone was pounding on it, hitting it so hard that it shook. Someone was trying to break in the door even though it was unlocked. I can’t describe how violent and loud it was – or how frightened I was, not knowing if someone had broken in or if someone was there to hurt me – and then it stopped. It lasted for about a minute, maybe two, and then it was gone. I’m not a religious person but it honestly felt like someone or something had forced it to go and that whatever was there, was trying desperately to grab hold of something because it wanted to stay. I called my parents in a panic and when they got home, they searched the house. All the doors and windows were locked and nothing was there. Nothing happened after that and I really, truly feel that it is gone. I can’t say for sure that what I encountered was a demon because I don’t have any proof that it was. However, I know, what I felt and I have never been so scared or seen something that dark or powerful before. It was evil. The house where I believe it came from is the one place one this earth that I don’t want to go back to. I’m just not willing to face that again and I don’t want to risk having it follow me again.
Maybe it was a bad spirit, maybe it was something darker that I unknowingly invited in. I was the kind of kid, who desperately wanted to see something, feel something, experience something and I did not believe that anything bad could happen, if you taunted or tried to communicate with a spirit. I think most kids don’t realize what they are dealing with. Just because you can’t see it and just because nothing is happening right now, doesn’t mean that happen later. You don’t get to decide if something follows you. You don’t get do decide what comes through if you try to communicate with the unseen.
Original photo: Pedro Alves.