Marty_MC
December 31st, 2004, 07:38 AM
Its everything, sudden hatred, cruelity, and the feeling that Im to blame. Let me explain how it started.
Okay, a year back to date, my parents had left for Niagra falls for New years. I invited a friend over, and he brought my Quiji board I store at his house since my mom would kill me if she knew I had one. Me and my friend have always felt, like theres more to the world then what people always seem to accept. This nagging thought. So this would be one of my first experiences, with anything supernatural. We took it seriously, but nothing happened at first. Nothing. The tear drop didnt move, didnt budge. We tried to put as little weight as possible, but still nothing.We're were going to give up, when it slid a little. So we asked a question, and sure enough it begain to answer. Whoever it was didnt respond with any speed, and moved incredibly slow, so we said goodbye. I had heard about talking to your Gaurdian Angel through the board, so I asked to speak with my gaurdian angel. It was incredible, because the movement of the Tear Drop was so smooth now. If the Quiji was real, then does that mean each spirit can move the board with different strengths? We werent sure. So I talked to my 'Angel', and it told me it watched me frequently, and that it was over 800 years old, and alot of other things. I believed it, since I didnt know any better. Time carried on, and me and my friend decided to say goodbye. Before we could ask to talk to anyone, the tear drop started moving again. Weird jibberish. We asked who it was, and more jibberish. It said a few things that didnt make sense, and then we asked who it was, and it began evading the questions. "Are you a man?" "No." "Are you a woman?" "No." Whats your name?" "Go Upstairs." "Why do you want us to go upstairs?" "Go upstairs." "We dont want too." Then it started spelling out something, I'll never know what it was going to say, because my friend became scared and decided to take control of the Tear Drop. It started to spell out "P.I.R.D...." And he said he made it start saying jibberish after the D, and then forced it to say Goodbye. I was freaked, so I wanted to talk to my Gaurdian Angel again. And I ASked to talk to my 'Angel', and the Teardrop started sliding to "Yes." "Im scared." "Thats okay." "Will you protect me?" "Yes." Something didnt feel right though, the Teardrop was moving like it did with the spirit that wasnt us to go upstairs. So I asked it. "Are you the spirit from before?" ..... (long pause).... "Yes." "Why havent you left us? We said goodbye." "Go upstairs." So we force another goodbye, and turn the Teardrop upside down.
After a few nights had passed, I began sensing a weird feeling, comming from downstairs. I'd go downstairs to grab something from the freezer, and I could FEEL, someone watching me, a gaze burning into my kneck. I felt a tingling feeling all over and I would run back upstairs. SO many times this has happened, nearly every time Ive gone downstairs. More recently, its become worse, were Ive been upstairs in my room, and I can feel a strong feeling of dred throughout the house, like sadness and yet anger towards everything. I can feel it in my stomach, like I was sick or something. Its like the worse negative energy Ive ever felt.
Its also effected my dreams aswell. Ive had terrifying nightmares, of sounds erupting in my basement, and this feeling becomming so strong, that I cant move, Im paralized, and I cant speak either. Its stolen my voice. So I cant call for help, or move to save myself. The terror spreads over me, and then I awake. Always the dream has a new scenario, but it ends always the same. Last night, no more than 3 hours ago, I awoke after being paralized in my bed, my sister only one room away, and being unable to scream for help as this darkness engulfed me.
I dont know what to believe, What ever I may think could easily be me misinterpreting. But I do know that as time has carried on, this 'feeling' has become stronger and stronger. More noticable. My family even admits now that they feel weird when they go downstairs. Noone in my entire family will sleep down there now.
Thanks for reading, and if anyone has any thoughts, I love to hear them. :fpoke:
Okay, a year back to date, my parents had left for Niagra falls for New years. I invited a friend over, and he brought my Quiji board I store at his house since my mom would kill me if she knew I had one. Me and my friend have always felt, like theres more to the world then what people always seem to accept. This nagging thought. So this would be one of my first experiences, with anything supernatural. We took it seriously, but nothing happened at first. Nothing. The tear drop didnt move, didnt budge. We tried to put as little weight as possible, but still nothing.We're were going to give up, when it slid a little. So we asked a question, and sure enough it begain to answer. Whoever it was didnt respond with any speed, and moved incredibly slow, so we said goodbye. I had heard about talking to your Gaurdian Angel through the board, so I asked to speak with my gaurdian angel. It was incredible, because the movement of the Tear Drop was so smooth now. If the Quiji was real, then does that mean each spirit can move the board with different strengths? We werent sure. So I talked to my 'Angel', and it told me it watched me frequently, and that it was over 800 years old, and alot of other things. I believed it, since I didnt know any better. Time carried on, and me and my friend decided to say goodbye. Before we could ask to talk to anyone, the tear drop started moving again. Weird jibberish. We asked who it was, and more jibberish. It said a few things that didnt make sense, and then we asked who it was, and it began evading the questions. "Are you a man?" "No." "Are you a woman?" "No." Whats your name?" "Go Upstairs." "Why do you want us to go upstairs?" "Go upstairs." "We dont want too." Then it started spelling out something, I'll never know what it was going to say, because my friend became scared and decided to take control of the Tear Drop. It started to spell out "P.I.R.D...." And he said he made it start saying jibberish after the D, and then forced it to say Goodbye. I was freaked, so I wanted to talk to my Gaurdian Angel again. And I ASked to talk to my 'Angel', and the Teardrop started sliding to "Yes." "Im scared." "Thats okay." "Will you protect me?" "Yes." Something didnt feel right though, the Teardrop was moving like it did with the spirit that wasnt us to go upstairs. So I asked it. "Are you the spirit from before?" ..... (long pause).... "Yes." "Why havent you left us? We said goodbye." "Go upstairs." So we force another goodbye, and turn the Teardrop upside down.
After a few nights had passed, I began sensing a weird feeling, comming from downstairs. I'd go downstairs to grab something from the freezer, and I could FEEL, someone watching me, a gaze burning into my kneck. I felt a tingling feeling all over and I would run back upstairs. SO many times this has happened, nearly every time Ive gone downstairs. More recently, its become worse, were Ive been upstairs in my room, and I can feel a strong feeling of dred throughout the house, like sadness and yet anger towards everything. I can feel it in my stomach, like I was sick or something. Its like the worse negative energy Ive ever felt.
Its also effected my dreams aswell. Ive had terrifying nightmares, of sounds erupting in my basement, and this feeling becomming so strong, that I cant move, Im paralized, and I cant speak either. Its stolen my voice. So I cant call for help, or move to save myself. The terror spreads over me, and then I awake. Always the dream has a new scenario, but it ends always the same. Last night, no more than 3 hours ago, I awoke after being paralized in my bed, my sister only one room away, and being unable to scream for help as this darkness engulfed me.
I dont know what to believe, What ever I may think could easily be me misinterpreting. But I do know that as time has carried on, this 'feeling' has become stronger and stronger. More noticable. My family even admits now that they feel weird when they go downstairs. Noone in my entire family will sleep down there now.
Thanks for reading, and if anyone has any thoughts, I love to hear them. :fpoke: