Bear with me, after reading SO many stories, some related to me. I'm here to share my story and please, reply with seriousness, because I want to know what you think what happened, if it was demonic or not. This was years ago to, it rarely happens anymore but, as a paranormal fan I would like to share with you guys, my true story.
When I was a kid I used to play very mature games, which kind of spooked me out. That includes games like turok and starcraft. I would always be freaked out and when going to sleep in this one room in my house, weird and paranormal stuff would happen, including shadows in the corners and even out the window. My window use to have curtains and I would see this "witch" type figure outside of it. My room was on the top floor meaning that the person was floating. That was the start of the paranormal stuff.
I started seeing very VERY detailed things. I would wake up and see a deformed midget with a huge smile looking at me, with white makeup and red around its eyes, I assure you it wasn't a clown. I would hide under my blankets until it would start to slowly fade away, my parents said it was all in my head but I swear to you these games didn't make me that messed up. After that I would start to wake up paralyzed, not able to move and see like 5 people run in my room and make so much noise, including smashing the walls and screaming at my face. When I was able to move after around 10 seconds I would freak out and start screaming at my parents saying zombies came in my room.
This would happen at least once a month; I would always be paralyzed when I wake up and after reading so many stories... I'm guessing that's not a normal thing to happen. But those people that kept running in my room making as much noise as they can while smiling, whispering, shouting, staring, were definitely some demonic people. The worse that ever happened is that I woke up, again paralyzed, pushed over my bed and almost broke my arm. They did that once and never did it again.
It stopped for a couple of years, but then one day I was feeling very sick... I stayed home and was trying to fall asleep on the couch, while my mom was on the other couch watching TV, the thing is I woke up paralyzed seeing my mom and dog in the same place moving around, but I couldn't scream for help and couldn't move. I finally snapped out of it and told my mom was I awake that whole time? She said I had my eyes open very wide and looked like I was dying. After that I spoke to my friend about it, and he said that it's some devil, and that I should be keeping a lucky "baboon" in the corner of my room so that it would stop.
Does that mean that some kind of devil has taken over my body? And I am being strong to make sure it doesn't totally control it, by trying to move as hard as I can? If I ever let myself stay paralyzed without doing anything about it... Would I have been a different man that I am today?
Sorry for my grammar, I'm not the smartest in my English class.
I'm 16 living in the same house, and I forgot to add more stuff to it, but I don't have the time to do it, sorry. Thanks for reading my story. Oh and before I go I would like to tell you all its been around 1 year that nothing has happened, so I feel safe now... But I still think there watching me, and always will be until the day I die.