I am A 15 year old girl living in a VERY old house with my Mother and Father. My room is the smallest Bed room in the house and I occasionally sleep on the couch due to extreme anger that occurs when I sleep in my room. Well I was tired and it was around 13:00 -army Time- so I went to sleep thinking it's all in my head. Later that night I woke up around midnight to use the restroom. I went into my room to go back to sleep. I covered my head and closed my eyes and I heard what sounded like a whispered conversation of two men. One of them finished the conversation by a loud "Never!" It was the only word I could understand, but it still scared me. The next morning I asked my mom and dad if they had heard anything and they said 'no'. The next night I was curious about the voices so I slept in my room again.
This time I felt a small tap on my forehead where my blanket ended. I uncovered my head and looked around in panic. But nothing. I pulled the blanket up to my nose and closed my eyes. And I heard a man talking. No one answered him this time so I asked. "Who are you?" and I got no reply. I had a dry erase board in my room at the time. And I sat up thinking I was losing my mind and I walked over to the board and wrote. "Who are you?" and I walked back to my bed and went to sleep. In the morning I found written Japanese Symbols on the board. I searched the words and it said 'Kizuka renai' which means Unnoticed.
I figured someone was playing a joke on me until I realized that no one in the house knows Japanese. So below I wrote. "What do you want?" and I left the room. A few hours later I had walked back into the room and it was cold, and there was an unpleasant feeling. On the board it said "He's here" In Japanese. I decided to go Bigger and wrote bigger sentences. "Who's here, besides you? What are you? And what does 'He' want?" A few days went by and nothing was there and I finally got the courage to call my friend and tell her about the encounters. She agreed to come over and spend the night. Once we were prepared for bed she told me she felt strange and that she didn't to sleep alone so she asked me to get in the bed next to her (We are just friends).
So I did. We both woke with the feeling something was lying between us. We sat up and looked at each other and I told her turn the light on and I looked at the board. It had said "I am an Incubus, and He is another Incubus. He wants to keep you." and this time it was in English I was astounded by the fact it was an Incubus. I heard about them before but I never believed in ghosts and other supernatural things existed. My friend and I both went into a frequent state of panic as my glass statue of a Gargoyle -that was my Great Great great Grandpa's- fell and shattered on the ground. We ran out of the room and outside. I had called my Parents - who were on their Honey Moon- to come home as soon as they can. A month passed since that incident and I didn't go back into my room or even my house. I stayed with relatives. My mom called me home to see something.
When I showed up she sent me to my room, and sitting on my bed was the glass statue in one piece. I put it on the shelf and looked at the board. "I fixed it." it said and under it was claw marks. I asked out loud 'Who did this?" and it whispered from the hall way "he did" I opened the door and stepped out. There was nothing. "Why did he do it?" I said and I got no answer. I turned to walk into the bathroom and took a shower. The mirror was fogged up and it had "The one you know is Evil" it was in a handwriting that was hard to read. It wasn't like anything else and the same claw marks were on the side.
I wiped it off and paid no attention to it. I went into my room to get dressed and I felt a hand sliding up my thigh and playing with my hair. I couldn't move and the feeling was a kind of gentle touch. I wanted to panic, but again I couldn't even open my eyes. Then the feeling was gone. I fell back on the bed and nothing was there, again. I couldn't believe what had happened and I remember it telling me that it was an Incubus. I searched the web to see what an Incubus really was since I was doubting what I really knew.
Once I had found out I shouted. "A SEX DEMON!?" and my computer turned off. Then I felt a hand on the back of my neck, it felt comforting and calming. Almost telling me it was alright. But remembering the previous message "The one you know is evil" I asked "Are you the evil one?" and the feeling left and anger and hatred came. I couldn't stand or blink, it felt like something was holding me to the chair and pushing on my chest. A big bang on my bedroom door is what made the feeling lift up from me so I could stand.
It has been four days since then. It actually scares me to know that here are TWO Incubuses in my house. One saying it is good and the other Evil. But the way they treat each other are different. The one that has been 'comforting' me was supposedly 'evil', and keeping the 'good' one away. I just want to know more I can about Incubus, and how 'evil' and 'good' they really are. If anyone would like to tell me more, I would be thrilled and love to have a discussion about it.
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