Comming Out Of A Closet.
When i was nine years old i had an experence that still haunts me till this day,I am now 52 yrs old.I admit that I was no angel, but I was not an evil kid either.I was raised by my mother and never knew my father, I don't even have so much as a picture of him.My mother was a very naive lady who really did the best she could raising me as she was 42 when she had me and had little education.So as many of you at a young age I had many questions about life and why I was here, more importantly where I came from and my purpose for being.I remember books I had on evolution and as a child I totally believed it, I had no reason not to, as that was what was taught in schools at that time.I've been pretty much a loner all my life and had alot of time on my hands.I started to envolve myself in things that I thought we're really cool such as playing with fire and going to this occult store that was in my neighborhood.One day I went and saw this real cool life size skull that glowed in the dark and I wanted it badly, so I saved up my lunch money and bought it.I remember holding it up to a bedroom light to make it glow more intensly and would set it on my dresser, after a while it would start to scare me so I would put it under the bed until the next day , this did become a pattern at night,but one night would change everything,now with that little bit of explaination.
One very hot night in LA, about 3AM I woke out of a very sound sleep. When I say sound sleep, I 've always been a sound sleeper. I woke up, wondering what was up with this? I looked around the room, didn't really see a reason for me to wake up, until I looked over towards the closet. It was then that a figure came from within the closet, it was a figure of a person about six foot in height and completly black,it moved very slowly toward me almost a glide,my first reaction was that i set up in the bed and thought in my mind "this thing is of evil" was my first thought then I reached down with my hand grabbed my leg and twisted the skin to make sure I wasn't dreaming,believe me I was wide awake, still not believeing what I was seeing there was a big window where the headboard was and I was thinking that maybe someone was standing there casting a shadow even though I new in my mind this thing wasn't human,so I looked out the window and nothing was there I turned back around and this figure is still coming towards me and I'm begining to panic. mind you this is a one bedroom apartment with a square arch that you can see into the livingroom from this bedroom,where my mother was sleeping meanwhile this fiqure is coming towards me and gets to the foot of the bed and that's when I let out the most blood curtaling scream you ever heard, my mother wakes up and says "Wade are you allright"at this point I am in shock and did not answer her, I don't know if I even could have,but when I screamed this figure stopped coming towards me and was slowly moving back the way it came towards the closet it went and stood in front of the closet and then litreally exploded in front of my eyes and disapeared.I know this wasn't human, it was blacker than black and had no face only the outline of a human form. This has only happend to me the one time but has scarred me for life. The traumatation since this event is without measure for years , tens of years I would not sleep without covers over my head.I still suffer with nightsweats to this day. I suffer with depression and there's allways a sense of doom when I die that I will be in hell no matter what I do. I have been to many church's looking for answers and they all seem to just blow you off like your crazy or just weird or they think you should just get over it . I wish it was that easy. I have been to mental health facilities seeking answers also. One thing I learned the physological cannot deal with the spiritual and I was told that.This is a true experence I had and one I wish I could forget.