Demonic Haunting - Hypnosis And Attacks

Rob again. It seems to be coming more often than usual now, I hope you're not sick of reading my stories? I feel as though I am going over the same things over and over and if I'm honest I'm sick of reading and typing the title: Demonic Haunting...

My last post was regarding a kind of 'missing time' that I had encountered. I still have no explanation as to why these are happening but they still continue. I have no reason to go into these as my last post Demonic Haunting (there we go again) The Abduction kind of explains what happens. In a nut shell and for example, one minute it's 4:30pm the next second it's 8:45pm and I have no recollection of what the f**k just happened and where the 'missing' time went!

To find out some answers I decided to have some hypnosis sessions, the hypnosis I received is known as Forensic Hypnosis, this helps you remember times in your life that you forget or weren't fully aware of.

I also received Regression Hypnosis... It focus' more on 'past lives'.

Before you go ahead and read this some of the things I mention sound too far fetched to be true and a pretty high majority of you probably won't believe me. I was one of you before all this started happening. I'm not after any comments that go against my story, I understand people have their opinions but I cannot stress enough how genuine this is. I've had great feedback so far and some of it helpful.

It took me a while to be placed under Hypnosis as I couldn't relax. But once I was under I was aware of everything going on around me but although I was told I would be in control I also felt really vulnerable and a sense of dread loomed over me the whole time.

In the first session we focused on Forensic Hypnosis, to see if I could remember anything about the 'missing time'. Although I didn't exactly tell him where I'd been (if I had been anywhere) or what had happened in full detail I did manage a few sentences and we kind of created our own little story of what might've happened. However it's not confirmed so I don't want to go into any detail about this until I find out 100% what happened.

The next session was Regression, I remember letting myself take a back seat roll as a stronger energy/personality seemed to sit up inside of me. I felt sick.

I remember calling the Hypnotherapist a word that I can't write on here 'cause doubt my story will get published if I do... I was shocked myself as the words left my mouth and I apologised almost straight away. He was trying to help me; what made me say that?

I then reeled off a few words that I had never heard before and it wasn't until we researched after that the meaning of the words came to light.

Botis.

Samael.

Semiazas.

I have never heard these words in my life and it wasn't until we had researched them that we found out they were names. Names of Demons.

Botis: Appears as a Viper and proclaims the past and future.

Samael: Demon Angel of Death, Prince of the power of the air.

Semiazas: Chief Demon of fallen angels.

In my opinion and most of you probably think this as well, who gave these Demons names? Who said they even exist? Why was I saying them out aloud when I'd never even heard of them?

Before we researched them I had laughed about the stupid sounding 'words' I had come out with under hypnosis and thought to myself surely I was just muttering complete bull sh**! My heart pounded when I was told what they meant. I'm still actually trying hard to believe it...

We recorded my session which is apparently compulsory. I got so into it that I was expecting my voice to sound possessed or something, like in The Exorcist when she talks all creepy. But it sounded like the same old me, but tired and drunk like.

The man who lead the hypnosis was very eager to get in contact with me again soon after, he wants to do more sessions with me and has asked if someone else can be present. I agreed to this as I still only feel half satisfied about my experience finally being shared with a professional. I'm hoping this is the beginning of the end.

I will keep you posted on this and go into more detail, I apologise for not going into it too much as I wanted to keep the story brief, well kind of it's already pretty long and I have more to tell you...

Three days after my last hypnosis session which was Saturday just gone (13th November) I believe I was 'attacked' by this entity that has been haunting me. I don't know what I did to provoke it but maybe the hypnosis sessions have pissed it off.

I've been meaning to replace the bulb in the security light on top of the house for a while but the ladders I have are too small and I've been meaning to get some longer ones of my dad from out of his garage. They were out all day but I have a spare key so drove round in my work van to get them. I didn't have the key to the garage so had to go through the house and enter it via a door in the kitchen.

We're talking what looks like your usual garage... Tins of paint, garden furniture, lawn mower, a few bikes, etc etc... The ladders I wanted were propped up against the wall at the other end. The ceiling is made of huge wooden beams; even these are used for storage.

As I retrieved the ladders from the other end, carefully dodging all the crap on the floor, the door leading to the kitchen slams shut. I admit I jumped and panicked for a second. I wasn't locked in; it only locks if you actually turn the key. So no worries there, I can get out fine. So I grab the ladders and at the same time feel a soft tap on the back of my head. I didn't turn to see, just wafted the area behind me thinking it was a spider or something.

Ladders now in hand I turned and began to make a swift exit out of the garage, at my feet was a small box, I picked up the pace so I could step over it with ease without the ladders wobbling from side to side, as I did this a sharp tug pulled me back and something hard and rough tightened around my neck. I dropped the ladders and reached for my throat, a thick rope was wrapped around it. I stepped backwards over the box on the floor and felt the rope loosen. My neck was burning. I managed to pull it over my head and looked up, it was wrapped around the wooden beams in the ceiling and was swinging from side to side, there was a large visible loop.

I rubbed my neck and quickly made my way out of the garage, there was a mirror in the hall that I ran over to so I could look at my neck. It was red raw. I soaked a tea towel with cold water and dabbed my neck with it until the burning sensation had eased. I went back in the garage and picked the ladders off the floor, the rope was hanging menacingly from the beams. I left the house with my phone pressed to my ear and rang my mum to tell her to take the rope down. She didn't know where it had come from but apparently my dad had to saw it off that evening.

It's only been 2 days but I'm still sporting a very sore burn around my neck.