It Stood Over Me and I was Enveloped in Pitch Darkness, Then I was Fighting For My Life
Witness Report V: "Hi Debbie, First of all I would like to say thank you so much for giving me your time in reading my email. I know you're a very busy lady! I listen to all your podcasts and I think you're amazing. and a great narrator. You give great comfort to people as you're never judgmental of any one. I feel comfortable reaching out to you. Since I found the paranormal community online I have felt so much less alone with my own experiences. Most of my friends don't have an interest in the unexplained or they have had no paranormal experiences, so it just does not resonate with them as it does with me.
I will tell you my experiences chronologically. I think my experiences are pretty bland compared to what others have been through, especially from listening to other peoples experiences.
My first strange experience happened when I was a young child. I think I was 5 or 6 years old at the time. I was brought up in the village of Snainton and we lived up at Lairs Crescent which is near Wydale woods. I remember one time distinctly, I was waking up in the middle of the night and found myself looking over to the opposite side of the wall across from my bed where all my toys were. For some reason I felt very afraid and really wanted my teddy. I ran over to where my toys were and put my hands out in the dark searching for it. I remember very clearly something grabbed my wrist firmly and it would not let me go.
I was so scared, I felt unseen hands around my wrist gripping me. I tugged and pulled my wrist away. Eventually whatever it was let go of my wrist. I turned on the light but there was nothing there, just boxes of toys. I ran into my parents room and got into bed with them. That would become a nightly routine for the next few years, I was always waking up in the night and running to their bedroom and jumping into bed with them. I remember telling my mum about the monster in my room but she just dismissed it. I'm 48 years old now but I still remember it clearly.
My teenage years and twenties were a difficult time and my two experiences in those years reflect this. I think I attracted more negative energy as I was unhappy and mixed up. I was a young teenager 12 or 13 yrs old when a group of my friends thought it would be fun to play on the Ouija board. We had no idea of how dangerous it was to do that. It was just giggles and fun at first. We would do it regularly and just thought it was a game thinking one of us was pushing it. When you're that age you're so silly and like being scared. I remember never believing it was real. It was just a game.
For some reason I then decided to play on the Ouija board by myself in my brother's bedroom. I was alone in the house. I remember the cold to the bone horror, shock and fear I felt when the glass started to glide aggressively and erratically round the board with only my finger resting slightly on it. I WAS NOT PUSHING IT. This was no longer a game. This was REAL!! I can only describe it really like there was a magnet under the board suctioning the glass down on the board as it was moving with purpose and force. Gliding fast and erratically across the board in straight lines towards the letters trying to spell something out to me.
I stopped doing it immediately and took the glass outside and threw it in the garden. I know without any doubt this is real. Looking back at the experience I do believe that I opened the door to something negative. Whatever was pushing that glass was coming through me as the glass moved with force when my finger was near it, barely touching it. I was really shaken up and never touched it again.
A Holographic Figure Standing Over Me - My next experience happened when I was 20 years old and I was staying at my boyfriend's 'at the time' parents house in Stourbridge in the West Midlands. I was staying in the spare bedroom by myself. His parents' bedroom was downstairs. I don't think it was a really old house, maybe a 1960's build but I'm not sure. One night I woke up in the middle of the night. I have no idea what time it was but I was definitely wide awake. The moonlight was shining in the room and it was very cold. I saw in the corner of the room a figure of a human.
I remember that my soul lifted out of my body and I felt myself bouncing down onto the floor with this thing over me. I was fighting it off with everything I had. But I eventually could not fight anymore and I gave up. Once I just accepted it, I felt myself enveloped in light and pure love. I felt my body, my soul lift up away from this thing of pure darkness and evil and I astral projected away from it and floated out the bedroom and down the corridor.
I then came to in my bed. I must have lost consciousness when it spiritually attacked me. I sat up in bed. The stifling suffocating atmosphere had gone. The room was normal again. I know it sounds like it was a bad dream but I know 100% I was wide awake and what I saw was real. I have told people before but they just dismissed it as a dream. I do think I lost consciousness and my soul was taken from my body when it attacked me. I've never really known what happened to me or what that was. I never experienced anything like that again.
My other experiences involve seeing orbs. Orbs that are electrically charged and lit up part of the room. I will email you again with these experiences. Thanks for listening Debbie
Kindest Regards V"
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