I Love the Witching Hour
When i was younger i had many paranormal experiences but the one i remember most vividly was when i got a bedroom to myself.
As a child i shared a room with my younger sibling until eventually he was older enough to be alone .
I remember one of my first nights to myself, i was about 11-12 and my mother said goodnight before i went to bed, for what i thought would be a comfortable nights sleep . However i was awoken in the middle of the night . I remember getting a strange feeling , like a form of energy around me . All of a sudden i began to get extremely hot , at first i thought nothing of it although it was rather strange , it was not summer months and if anything i should have been cold . As i went to remove my duvet something caught my eye at my door . I noticed it was open , this was unusual for a start but then i saw something that chilled me . A figure, a man i would say it was , rather stocky stood just beyond my doorway . At first i assumed it was my elder brother after all who else could it be ?? 'Adam' i called . but there was no reply . As the room began to Boil i was terrified, i debated whether i should put my head under the duvet to escape , maybe it would go away ? . I slowly sunk low on my bed and hid beneath the covers . My skin began to prickle with heat and it became more and more uncomfortable. I realised this was a bad idea , i began to panic . What if i removed my face from under the cover and it was in the room with me , standing over me !! I plucked the courage and did so and to my surprise everything was the same ... Even the man in my door way . In an instant the temperature deteriorated into an extreme chill and my bathroom tap turned on full blast . I screamed and screamed and to my joy my mother ran to my rescue . As she turned the light on the figure seemed to just dissapear and she took its place , at first she started shouting about the tap , there was water sprayed up the walls . I burst into tears and after explaining what happened i think she believed me after all when she appeared i was still in my bed .
That still effects me now , i will never leave my bedroom door open and sometimes i still see it stood there although this time i know its my imagination from previous events . I never could find a reasonable explanation..
As a child i shared a room with my younger sibling until eventually he was older enough to be alone .
I remember one of my first nights to myself, i was about 11-12 and my mother said goodnight before i went to bed, for what i thought would be a comfortable nights sleep . However i was awoken in the middle of the night . I remember getting a strange feeling , like a form of energy around me . All of a sudden i began to get extremely hot , at first i thought nothing of it although it was rather strange , it was not summer months and if anything i should have been cold . As i went to remove my duvet something caught my eye at my door . I noticed it was open , this was unusual for a start but then i saw something that chilled me . A figure, a man i would say it was , rather stocky stood just beyond my doorway . At first i assumed it was my elder brother after all who else could it be ?? 'Adam' i called . but there was no reply . As the room began to Boil i was terrified, i debated whether i should put my head under the duvet to escape , maybe it would go away ? . I slowly sunk low on my bed and hid beneath the covers . My skin began to prickle with heat and it became more and more uncomfortable. I realised this was a bad idea , i began to panic . What if i removed my face from under the cover and it was in the room with me , standing over me !! I plucked the courage and did so and to my surprise everything was the same ... Even the man in my door way . In an instant the temperature deteriorated into an extreme chill and my bathroom tap turned on full blast . I screamed and screamed and to my joy my mother ran to my rescue . As she turned the light on the figure seemed to just dissapear and she took its place , at first she started shouting about the tap , there was water sprayed up the walls . I burst into tears and after explaining what happened i think she believed me after all when she appeared i was still in my bed .
That still effects me now , i will never leave my bedroom door open and sometimes i still see it stood there although this time i know its my imagination from previous events . I never could find a reasonable explanation..
By:
skidaroo
Age:
31-35
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Male
