My Eyes...This is a story that I have not told anyone, except for my mother and a few close friends. A true story that happened to me...
It begins at night (surprise), I was in bed asleep under my covers. I was 11 years old, and slept with my head under the covers. So, I was sleep, when I suddenly woke. I felt someone over me,and through the covers that were over my head, I saw a red light. I knew who it was before I could see...it was like instinct. So, I pulled the covers of off my head...and there he was.
He was comming out of the floor, with half of his body still submerged. His body glowed with a red light that was bright, but did not leave his body. His hands...were like claws,hooked at the tips of the fingers. They were stretched out over my chest.There were no features...no finger nails, no nose, or even a mouth. On his head, he had two small horns. I looked into his eyes, if you could call them that. They were large eye shaped holes in his head that seemed to absorb all light into them. Like a bottomless pit of darkness. When I did, I prayed. I prayed that God would protect me, and keep me safe. When I said the words "Amen", he dissapeared...just vanished as if he had never been in the room.
However, it was not over. As soon as he vanished, the sounds of swords fill the room. It was like an ancient battle was being fought in my room. So many swords, and all so loud. Some clashed close to my head, and some far. I could not see, but I could hear. The fighting continues for the entire night.
When the sun came up, my mom came into the room. I had never been so happy to see her in my life. The sound of the swords had kept me up all night, and I was afraid for my mother. I asked her if she could hear it, but she heared nothing. I ran to hug my mom, and when I touched her, the sound faded away slowly. I knew that the battle had not ended, only my ears had stopped hearing.