Sleep paralysis

It’s been awhile since I’ve been afraid of what lurks in the dark, I have grown as both a person and a witch but I’ll try to recapture some of the horror I’ve experienced while delving into the world of witchcraft.

One of my first experiences was with what some may call a mare, this entity is comprised of a blue energy, female and haunts the house I live in, when first encountering it I woke up to find I was unable to move, my body frozen by an invisible forced.

Panic instantly consumed me as I desperately tried to move everything and anything… I could not… I could feel a force above me as fingers began to wrap around my neck and squeeze.… the force was unbearable… it’s fingers dig into the back of my neck and into the spine… I couldn’t breath… it felt like I was going to pass out… on the edge… I awoke it was the dead of night and I was out of breath and trembling.

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Whats happens in cemetery stays in the cemetery

So the following story actually happened, and it happened in a small rural church in the Low Country of South Carolina. It was one of my first paranormal experiences and I have not been back since, and this happened 4 years ago.

My friends and I were at a family friend’s farm, it was me, P, A, and my sister T. We were driven their by P’s mom, and to help out the friend we agreed to all go to the church she helped run so P’s mom and her could help set up for the church the next day.

Now, if you’ve never been in old churches, sometimes they’re in the middle of a cemetery, and this cemetery had stones from the civil war era, and some even older so it was a very big and creepy area.

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The Afterlife Can Be an Unusual Place

Hello there dearest reader. Before we get started, allow me to introduce myself. My earthly name was Marcus Wade. I’m not entirely sure what the purpose of sharing my personal accounts with you is, but maybe I do it just because I can. You can make your own assumptions as you go, but I’d rather not go on a tangent for too long before the story. So, allow me to tell you about my experiences in the afterlife. I think they may interest you. Maybe things will change in the future, and if they do, I will continue to describe such experiences to you. For now, I present you with what I know and have seen as of now. Events which shaped my life after death and continue to do so.

I awoke, yet I did not remember falling asleep. Perhaps that is death, if you can even call the process in which I experienced death. Can something which never was truly alive be deceased? I ask that as a man without a family or a legacy to call my own. All I saw around me is nothingness. I say nothingness because there is no language within the mortal world to describe was, and that was when I realized my worth.

When I learned that I only ever amounted to all of which those who lived and died before me discovered, and my progression of thought and discovery would come to a halt once I discovered true omniscience. Yet, true omniscience was a fallacy. A myth created so the foolish people such as I would find themselves on a wild goose chase to self-proclaimed superiority rather than become progressive members of society. Sound pretentious? That’s because that was who I was as a man. So there I sat, unmissed by anyone, and totally unfazed by the fact that I was in the afterlife.

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Fresh Cookies in Eureka Springs


When my parents got married in the mid-80’s they didn’t have much money, and so their honeymoon was comprised of a cheap road trip filled with sight seeing and packed lunches. One place they came to was Eureka Springs, Arkansas. They fell in love with this cute historical town and enjoyed it so much that years later they would take their two children back there for a small family vacation.
I was around 11 or 12 years old and my sister was about 14 and this would have been around the year 2000. This was a slightly different family vacation than previous ones because my sister and I were going to get our own room at the hotel, which meant we wouldn’t have to be annoyed by our parents or kept up to all hours of the night with their loud snoring.
The hotel was very Victorian in style and furnishings. The old wooden floors creaked under your steps and I just remember thinking it was like stepping back in time or being in an old movie. So we check in and realize my parents room is not directly next to our room as everyone had assumed, but instead it would be up the flight of stairs and a ways down the hall. We all figured it wasn’t a big deal and so gathered our luggage and got situated.
I will definitely admit that when my sister and I got into our room we laughed and giggled about how eerie it seemed. We got excited to see the door leading out to a balcony, however once we opened it we realized that it was not a good thing. The balcony was joined with the room next door, which to us at that aged seemed a little creepy.
After an afternoon of sight seeing and going out to dinner we headed back to the hotel and retired to our separate rooms. We showered and crawled into bed where I joked and talked with my sister for a while. It was pretty late at this point, and though I don’t remember exactly it would have been between 11 and 12 at night. We were getting tired and started trailing off when there was a faint, gentle knock on the door. I looked at my sister confused, then we quickly realized it must be either mom or dad. I got up and checked the peep hole and saw an old woman with white hair. I whispered to my sister what I had seen and there was another knock. So my sister then took a peek and kind of gave a goofy look and shrugged her shoulders. She asked “Yes?”
In a tender crackled voice we heard something about ‘cookies’. My sister decided to open the door. Standing there was a woman in a very old outdated maid uniform, but that was the style of the hotel and I was pretty sure all the workers there were wearing that old-style clothing. She was holding a large round tray filled with cookies. The woman repeated herself; “I have some fresh baked cookies if you’d like one” followed with a friendly smile. We told the woman ‘no thank you’, shut the door, and went back to bed. We didn’t think much of it other than to basically agree it was strange and then go to sleep.
In the middle of the night I woke up to the bathroom light flickering on an off. Not fast and continuous, but just a tiny flicker every minute or so. I remember waking up a few times to look out towards the windows to the balcony waiting to see a silhouette standing there. Several times in the night I had a very strange feeling of being watched. To say the least, I did not like it at all and did not sleep well.
In the morning my sister told me that she woke in the night to see the bathroom door slowly close. She hadn’t noticed any light flickering though. I honestly thought she had just been freaked out by the woman and her mind was playing tricks. Whereas what I saw was just an electrical issue and no big deal. Once my parents come down to our room to get us for breakfast we casually asked them if they enjoyed their cookies last night. They had no idea what we were talking about. We explained to them what happened with the old lady, and they said no one had come by their room. We head down stairs towards the lobby and on the way some flyers on the wall catch my eye. They are promotionals for ghost tours. At the front desk my dad asks about the cookies last night and joked that he was not offered any. The concierge informed us that taking baked cookies to the rooms at night is not something the hotel does or offers. We all thought this was very strange.
Once we got back home we looked up the Crescent Hotel we had stayed at to find out it is basically the most haunted hotel in America. Normally I am skeptical to things like this, but I distinctly remember that none of us had any clue about the hotel being haunted beforehand so there were no preconceived notions of ghosts or the paranormal. And I’ve always wondered what would have happened if we’d taken a cookie.

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This takes place about 10 years ago when I was a freshman in high school. It was about a week before Halloween when my dad surprised me and my brothers that we were gonna go on a ghost tour. At this point in my life I was intrigued by the paranormal, however I was highly skeptical of it and the stories told, but I was about to get a formal introduction in this field. Night fall came and we met up with a group of people who were going to take the tour with us. The tour started at the Alamo Cenotaph Monument, which sits majestically (Texan pride, sorry) about 200 feet from the main entrance from the Alamo. We were greeted by the tour guide, who was dressed up like Indiana Jones, and began to walk westward, away from the Alamo.
Something struck me as odd about this guide. Why would he need an overly large backpack and a foldable chair for a short tour? Well fast forward towards the end of the tour. We stop at the long barracks, near the entrance, and the guide pulls out a tripod from what I thought was a foldable chair case. From his backpack he takes out a thermal camera and proceeds to tell us about a ghost that roams the barracks. He points the camera down the breezeway and tells us that if you call the ghost by name, he’ll manifest himself, but more often reveals himself to the call of a woman. I forgot the name of the ghost but for the sake of the story, we’ll call him Johnny. A woman volunteered to call out Johnny, she called his name three times, all the while I’m looking at the camera screen pointed at the wall. What I saw fascinated me about the paranormal, that it’s real.
From around the corner, I saw a green figure slowly come into view from the blue background. I looked up from the screen to see that there was no one in the breezeway, but looking back at the screen the figure was still there. I told my brother to walk in front of the camera to make sure that it wasn’t just a recording of someone else, but he popped up as red-white on the screen. When he walked back, the figure slowly retreated back around the corner. This was the first time I could firmly say that I saw a ghost with my own eyes, so to speak, but I still remain skeptical to other people’s stories, not saying I don’t believe them, I just have to experience as well. However, I would come to find out how haunted downtown San Antonio really is several years later.

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This Is a true story and similar events throughout the years have happened, I’ve always had the ability to fall asleep anywhere so keep that in mind. 

I was six years old at the time, I had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room. My father not wanting to wake me up while moving me to my room, let me sleep there for the night.

In the middle of the night a small whisper of a cold breeze woke me up. I had overcome the fear of darkness with the help of the glow of the clock coming out of the kitchen overhead very vaguely. I stared blankly up at the small ray of neon light above my eye over the top of the couch.

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At first we thought he was just barking at his reflection when he suddenly started to run back and forth now looking at the ceiling. He begins to growl very low yet loud. He then runs through the hall all the while still staring at the ceiling barking and still growling. My family has a strong belief of the paranormal and they are pretty religious. My dog stops in the kitchen growling at the top corner of the ceiling.

Our faces visibly shaken, my aunt then decides to yell “Get out! You’re not welcome in this house!” Then it stopped. My dog completely stopped, he then turned happily, and stared at us like nothing happened at all.

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the girl in the white dress

When i was around 11 years old me and some friends were hanging out and i was telling them about a women who would come to me at night in a white dress and they did not Believe me. so later that day we all went in my closet and Decided to say bloody mary after we did me and one other of my friends saw a blonde women in a white dress  appear In front of us and we ran out of the closet screaming. Six years later i was laying in my bed looking at my phone at around 4am when i noticed a person to the right side standing there watching me i thought it might have been my grandma who wakes up around 4 to get ready for work but when i turned the light of my phone screen on her i saw it was the blonde haired girl in the white dress again and she just vanished. Im still aways hearing noises coming from my attic witch is right above me and the door to the attic is in my room and every now and then i will hear a sound like someone is messing with the door not or someone is pushing on the door.

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My Childhood Haunting

I was between the ages of 3 and 8 when most of these incidents occurred. At the time these events took place, I was living in one of those “Mobile Home” parks where the houses can be driven somewhere by a semi, but otherwise are stable. I lived with my parents and my two older brothers. As a bit of background, it might be important to note that as a child I was afraid of nearly everything.

The first memory I have of my early childhood was in our first house when I was about 3. My mother had woken me very early because we were going camping that day, and I was standing in the doorway to my room. Across the hall was the room my brothers shared, with bunk-beds visible from my door. As I was standing there, sleepy eyed, I remember looking across the hall to see the ghostly figure of a skeleton standing in my brothers room.

Every other incident I remember took place in our second home, in the same lot and same neighborhood as the first home. The most notable occurrence of my childhood, would be the dreadful nightmares I experienced every night of my life up until I was 5 years old.

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Backwoods Ghost Story

My name is Quintin and look I don’t care what people say, this is a real ghost story. When I was young I used to live in the backwoods of Pulaski, Virginia. I lived in a relatively large house and we lived rather close to my grandparents which being a kid, I thought was nice.

Ever since I was a kid there are days that I stay with my mother and some days I stay with my father, on this one night it was a day when I was with my mother and my grandparents came over who I will address as Paw and Granny.

Paw and Granny had come to the house and we decided to go out for Pizza, when we came back to the house after eating we all decided to go downstairs and watch T.V. so me, my mother, Paw, and Granny went downstairs and sat down to watch T.V.

When we went downstairs we were down there for about 25 minutes and there was one point where my Granny had to use the bathroom. She went up to the bathroom and after she was done she came down stairs milk white an told us all what happened.

She said that after she had used the bathroom she had stopped and look in the mirror to fix her hair and at one point she looked away from the mirror for one moment and she told us that when she looked back up, she said that there was a woman ghost in the mirror that looked my Granny dead in the eyes. My Granny said she wasn’t scared but very nervous and as she looked the ghost in the eyes, the ghost got what my Granny called a “warm smile” on her face and when my Granny turned around to look at her, the ghost was gone.

My Granny had come down stairs and she wasn’t shaking but she looked very uneasy and she was white as the daylight and she told us what she saw and my mother didn’t pull any of the stuff you see in the movies saying stuff like it was her imagination. My mother said she saw the truth in her eyes and that she clearly wasn’t lying.

We watch T.V. for about 20 more minutes and then they went on home. After hearing what my Granny said, being young I slept in my moms room that night andy grandmother hasn’t seen the ghost since we moved out of the house when I was 8.

I may not be living in that house anymore but my dad’s house is haunted so I am still in a haunted house to this day.

One thing weird about that house though is that even though being little I had never wtnessed the ghost but whenever I stayed in that house, I had a lot of nightmares night after night it was nightmares. It had finally stopped when we moved out. Read more “Backwoods Ghost Story”

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