So just to give everyone some context, I’ve had a lot of strange things happen to me in my life and I’m unsure how much to share but here’s an account of one of the worst paranormal encounters.
So at the time I was about 14 years old me, my mom, and my brother all lived in a two bedroom apartment. I shared a room with my mom and my brother had his own room as he is only a year or so younger then me. Anyways I had a bed farest away from the door, at the foot of my bed I had a computer.
One night my brother was at a friends house and my mom was sleeping in the livingroom watching tv, I was in our room in the dark on the computer.
I don’t remember what I was doing on it, but I know it was pretty normal for me to be in the dark on the computer. Anyways, I was in the middle of something and I started to hear the sound of papers being russled near my moms bed. Now my mom for whatever reason just tossed all the mail in the floor by her bed, newspapers, coupons, letters you name it. Anyway, I glanced over but the noise stopped, I figured it was our dog Jazz so I went back to what I was doing. Only moments after the noise came again, this time louder like the dog was rolling in them.
I was annoyed and stood up and yelled, “Quit it Jazz” and the noise seemed to stop at my demand. I went to turn back to the computer when I was hit with an overwhelming feeling of terror, and the noise started up again, this time papers started moving, and a few flew up onto her bed.
I tired not to be afraid, instead focusing on “its just the dog” and walked over towards my moms bed.
I felt sick suddenly as I saw a low shadow, still thinking it was the dog my eyes not adjusted to the darker part of the room. It was moving and twisting in the papers and just as I opened my mouth it stopped and slowly turned toward me.
My eyes finally could make out what was in front of me, it was a very dense black figure. Almost 2D, and no real body or features, but long arms and legs jutted out in sharp angles.
I went to take a step back, and out of no where the bedroom door slammed shut, the noise scaring me so badly I fell backwards and before I could move the shadow moved twitching and convulsing on all fours towards me.
I panicked, screaming for my mom it reached out a long thin black arm towards me the for burst open and my mom flicked on the light. She was confused and scared to see me on the floor sobbing my eyes out.
The thing had disappeared, but I was still terrified and couldn’t talk.
Finally I calmed down enough to tell her what had happened, my mom believed me and prayed.
I don’t know what it was to this day, but it followed me for years afterwards every so often just appearing. Even moving out of state. I haven’t seen it in five years now and I hope it’s gone for good.
I might write another encounter about this entity but for now I think the beginning is enough.
I went to live with my dad not long after too afriad to stay.