сряда, 26 декември 2018 г.

Terrifying Story - Demon / Poltergeist

I received this personal story in October this year.

I am 22 years old and I will not give any real names. Lets call my girlfriend P.

Last year (2017) at the time, me and my girlfriend rented a place to live. This was the first time I live in a place other from my parents' home but I was not stressed at all by that fact. That's why I exclude stress as a reason for what happened later.

The first few weeks were wonderful, the place was small but comfortable. One evening me and P. decided to go to the cemetery. This cemetery is large and had wide alleys. You can ride inside of it with a car so we went with my automobile. At first there was nothing strange, we opened car windows as we were trying to hear something in the dark. It was a sepulchral silence as it is supposed to be on the cemetery: D. Then a dog appeared. It followed us without breaking away from us. That was weird. His eyes seemed somewhat cloudy. I wanted to emphasize that I am not a man who explains everything with spirits and stuff like that. Yes, I am very interested in the occult but to believe in something I need a lot of evidences. So I explained dog's eyes as a reflection from car lights although I know how dogs' eyes shine as I have had two dogs. We continued to move from place to place in the graveyard and the said dog continued to follow us for about an hour or so. Suddenly it began to behave strange - to howl and to look at the empty space. Then the dog disappeared. At that moment my girlfriend's phone began to behave strangely. It repeatedly turned off and on. Now we were able to hear some strange popping sounds from outside. Then something went in front of the car but I am not sure how real was that or we just imagined it. P. lit a cigarette that began to crack and burn pretty fast, it looked just like someone was pulling from it. We decided to move to the upper alley where we stopped. At that moment P. panicked. I could not figure out what was going on, she just talked unrelated things. The only thing that I understood was that she wanted to get out from cemetery. For the first and last time I saw her so scared. We got out of there and for about an hour after that she did not talk to me. It made me very nervous because I did not know what was going on. I was scared for her, she did not respond to my words as if she just could not hear me. At last she came to herself and told me that she had seen her grandmother sitting on one of the graveyard's benches, but the old lady had some nasty and disgusting expression on her face and some terrible energy was coming from there. Anyone would have thought that P. had seen her grandmother's spirit but that was not the case. I was terribly surprised when she told me that this was her grandmother that is alive not the one that passed away some time ago. At this moment I started to wonder if we saw a spirit or some other form of energy...

Few days later we were in the living room. I got up to go to the kitchen but then P. told me that the basket with the pinches has started to swing by itself. I turned around and I really saw it moving. I thought I made it swing as I was going to the kitchen so I tried to repeat it. Whatever I tried the basket did not move that way, so evenly and precisely swinging. It was weird, but honestly I did not pay much attention to that. The next night I had bought a packet of peanuts but I did not open it that evening, I just left it on the sofa next to me. In this house we slept on the couch because there was no bed there. Sometime in the morning I woke up wrom a sound. I heard the packet of peanuts crackling, as if someone was crushing it. I thought It must have been under me and I was making this sound but when I turned I saw that the packet was half a meter from me. The moment I turned the cracking sound stopped. In the following days there were more strange things, rustling, knocking, cracking cabinets in the kitchen, and so on but I did not feel it threatening. I did not feel an evil presence neither my girlfriend. It went like that for weeks and slowly we began to feel nervous from this activity. Then we were told by someone that for such things we can use incense. I decided to try it. I burned incense several times and everything stopped ... for few days.

One night we were at home. It was late in the evening so the lights were off. Nothing was visible but we heard how the Cristmas tree started to shake very loud. We heard how a lot of the toys fell. I immediately jumped and switch the light. I saw how the tree shake. The dryer was placed next to it and the clothes were also moving. It looked as if some energy was going through them but with terrible force not like an earthquake or something. Anyway as always I had to look for the first logical reason for what happened, so I searched Internet for any recorded earthquakes nearby (there were none). That was the moment we started sleeping with lights on. The presence began to feel as nasty thing. This time the things It did were stronger. I came to the conclusion that with the incense I probably angered the "thing," but because I'm stubborn as a donkey I continued to burn incense. Every time it stopped for a while and then it always returned. Finally I gave up. All this had worse impact on P. When we were outside she was feeling good, she was smiling and so energetic. When we were at home, she was nervous and bad thempered, something that is not usual for her. This led to constant scandals. The other thing I noticed was that the more we quarreled, the stronger "the thing" was.

For the New Year Eve my parents were out on holiday for a week so we moved to where they lives. At the last day of the year we were watching TV, our German shepperd dog was with us. At a particular moment the dog started to look at the ceiling and around the room and to growl. Soon it went back to normal. There were no more incidents while we were at my parents home. There were no scandals, everything was great.

Finally we had to go back to our rented home and everything bad started again.

The decision to move out finally came like this. It was at 2-3 in the morning. We just got a new scandal with P. so I got up and went to the kitchen to eat something because at the moment the food was the only thing that made me feel good. At that moment I heard P. calling me but in some weird voice, scared and somehow quiet. I went quickly there and saw something with the edge of my eye. Something that I can not explain. It disappeared in a fraction of a second. Then P. told me that as she stood and waited for me she looked up and saw a black spot over her head, something like a shadow or smoke. Then she felt a heavy blow on her head, like a small stone. The shadow dissapeared when I walked in. It was the last night there, it was March, and the next day we moved to live in my parents' summertime villa. We packed some of our stuff and move out. I went to the church and bought a holy cross. I stuck it in the books shelf in our rental home. We only went back to that place to collect some luggage. One day I was there in the kitchen. I heard something falling down. I went to the living room and found the cross on the ground. That's how it ended, we got out of there and things stopped, our scandals began to wane. I can not explain what it was, maybe it was a spirit, maybe a demon, maybe it was some other kind of energy. I have no idea. I have had strange experiences before in my life, but never such a serious thing. I do not know if our visit to the cemetery has anything to do with it. Now we live in the old apartment of my parents, they brought a new one and move out. There is nothing unusual happening to us, the German shepperd stayed with my parent, but we have a new dog. I want to have an alarm for such things, and I love dogs too. I sincerely hope that I will not have to write yet another such material. I do not want to repeat it anymore. I love the supernatural but not when it hurts me on my personal and professional life.