« on: January 30, 2011, 06:23:28 AM »
I seriously think I'm being haunted. Or that I'm having the most eerie hallucinations ever.
This might get a little lengthy to explain, but grab a Coke and hear me out, please. If it's too long for you, just skip down to the bolded parts, please, but I really need someone to hear me out right now.
It started mostly when I was a kid. When I used to enter rooms, I used to see people out of the corners of my eyes. People I didn't know. I couldn't quite make out the features, so I used to ignore it, thinking of it as perhaps a trick of the light. I regularly used to get the feeling I was being watched.
A few years later, in 2007, my dad found a job overseas, and we moved to the West. The "visions", or whatever they were, stopped. I completely forgot about them. I lived the next two years of my life paranoia-and-fear free.
Fast forward to to the end of 2009/early 2010, I don't really remember. I had a dream. Or I think it was a dream. I was in bed, and I felt totally awake. There was a man standing over me with something in his hand. His entire shape was just that, a shape of a man, no features. I tried to move, but I couldn't move at all. I couldn't do anything. I was scared out of my mind. I tried to shout out to my brother in the top bunk, but I couldn't speak. It was the most I'd ever been scared. I'm not sure what happened after that, but when I woke up next, or woke up for real, the sunlight was streaming through my window, and I was sweating and breathing hard for no apparent reason. I tried to dismiss it as a nightmare, but it felt way too real. It stuck with me for a while, and I was a jumpy little boy for a long time.
After that, everything stopped again. Until just a couple of months ago. I was about to hit the hay when I heard a meowing outside. I figured, hey, stray cat, whatever. But the meowing happened every night. And every night it was loud, though my window was closed. It seemed as if it were at the window itself. I never opened the blinds and was glad that my brother shared a room with me. A few days later, and up until today, the meowing's been replaced with screams. It's usually a girl scream, but sometimes laughter too. I asked my brother a few times if he heard that, and he just goes "Heard what? Stop trying to scare me."
I ignored the screams after a while. I thought it was some dumb kids playing a daily prank or drunkards being drunk. But, a few days ago, I was taking out the garbage, when I heard what sounded like a soft whisper. I ignored it, dismissing it as the wind. But I felt more and more paranoid by the second, and started hearing the creepiest moaning sounds, and ran inside like I was being chased. It was such a random wave of fear that I didn't stay alone anywhere. I tried to always go where my family was in the house.
But these past few days have been the worse. I'm seriously seeing people now. I can't make out their facial features, but they're there. They don't disappear when I look at them for a few seconds. It's like looking at someone through a whole lot of mist, they're blurred. I randomly hear my name being whispered out. I'm scared of the washroom because it means being alone. The nightly screams I hear outside have escalated, and it seems like I'm the only one who can hear them. I looked in the mirror this morning and for a split second saw someone else looking back, before I shook my head and saw my own face looking back at me. I was so terrified I ran from the washroom and started asking my mom if she needed help in the kitchen --anything to not be alone. Yesterday afternoon, my friend called me and again, for a split second, I saw a face in the screen of the phone, before I closed my eyes and opened them to find the screen normal.
Nothing's happened since the morning now. But I'm feeling more and more anxious about this...
What's happening to me? Am I hallucinating? Or is there seriously something supernatural going on with me? I don't think my emotions have much to do with it. I tend to think of myself as a mostly cheerful person. I have my periods of depression, but who doesn't? I haven't talked to anyone about this yet. I don't want people to think I'm crazy. So, has anyone experienced anything similar? Does anyone know what's going on? I'm honestly not making this up. I've never been so creeped out in my entire life. I'll take any advice right now, so help a soldier out, please and thank you.