Originally Posted by
janwounded
From my childhood, I had an imaginary friend and she only ever appeared in a certain area in our old house... I only realized that imaginary friends weren’t supposed to talk on their own when we left our old home because no one was replying anymore... Someone else had to use the big bed, so it got switched to a single bed. She didn’t have enough space anymore. And that’s where things started becoming peculiar in my room... It was simple signs, at first. They were things that—if you told other people about—felt like a joke as if my eyes were tricking me... 1st thing that I noticed was that she had a thing with glasses and cups...
There were multiple times that I placed a cup on my wooden table, and it kept rotating back and forth. And then, as if an invisible finger pushed the cup, it would move a little bit... I looked around my room, and saw that my office chair was in the middle of my room, facing me. But no one was sitting there. I clearly remember placing it on a corner next to my table (which was near my window)... I couldn’t be bothered to put it back to its original place. So, I just stared at it (lol) and just as I was about to close my eyes, the chair started spinning around... Dugay jud Kaayo pagka tuyok... It spun to the right first. Stopped. And spun to the left... It was only during that time that I was sure there was a ghost in my room playing with me. So, I played with her...
These things soon happened often enough for me to see them as normal. And since she wasn’t doing anything drastic or creepy AF, it was alright for me. HAHAHA... One day at around 3 in the morning, I had sleep paralysis again... But something was different. It was quiet... There was no crackling... And even worse, I tried everything but I couldn’t snap out of it... And then, the crackling sound came... It grew increasingly louder until it felt like it would make me deaf. And then just as I thought that I could take no more, it stopped...And it was replaced with the sound of water, dripping on the floor...And then, footsteps. There was someone in my room... I couldn’t see anything because I was facing the wall and I sleep with a pillow above my head...And since I was getting hella nervous, I started praying...“The Lord is with me.” I prayed over and over again... I couldn’t move my mouth, so I just said it in my head... And as I was praying this, it drew closer to me until I could hear its breathing. It was so close to my ear that I could feel the heat of its breath... I PRAYED AGAIN.. And for a single moment, everything became so silent to the point that I couldn’t even hear my heart beating anymore... Then she whispered,
“Is the Lord really with you?”
I lost it...
This was a few months ago, and since then she hasn’t done anything drastic...But this morning she opened a door for me before I even got to hold the handle, so maybe she’s becoming nicer HAHAHAHA FRIENDS NA MI (Maayo unta... LOL)
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