During my senior year of high school, I would normally sleep real late into the night. Since my room was on the second floor, it provided me with the privacy I needed, without any one disturbing my conversations. I was a teenager who enjoyed talking on the phone with friends, and calling from bed was the perfect time to gossip. My younger brother at the time slept upstairs as well, but he slept in the room next to mine.
On one particular weekend night, which has haunted me to this day, I was in bed talking on the phone with a friend. Everyone in the household was sleeping since it was late into the night. There was enough moonlight coming into my room that I could make out the outlines of the objects that were in my room. My bed at the time was in the corner of one of the walls, while the door was right in front of my bed.
I was resting my eyes for a while during my phone conversation when I had an uneasy feeling. When I opened my eyes, I saw a shadow standing next to my bed. Even with the moonlight, the shadow was dark, and I could not make out any features. It just stood there, while I felt my body freeze in horror. My gut told me in was a malevolent entity. After staring at this figure for what seemed like an eternity, the entity shifted in shape. I saw it transform from a two legged shadow, to a four legged dark "creature" with a tail. When it did this, it crawled on my ceiling near my bed (my room ceiling is low due to the shape of the roof; there is a slant to the ceiling on the edge, so you can hit your head if you are not careful).
It is at this moment that I threw my phone (my friend was still on the line), jumped from the bed, and went for my light switch next to the door. I did not look back at the creature out of fear. When I turned on the light, it turned off in a matter of seconds. I tried to turn it on again, and it turned off again. I felt my adrenaline going after I failed to keep the light on, so I threw open my door, turned on the light from the hallway, and frantically knocked on my brother's door.
I woke up my brother that night, and although angry as soon as he opened the door, he looked concerned when he saw me crying and shaking terribly. I told him what I had seen in my room, and I quickly tailed behind him to check out my room, and retrieve my phone. When he turned on the light from my room, the light stayed on. We did not find anything but my phone still on the bed. Apparently my friend had tried to call me several times after I cut our conversation short due to what I had seen.
My brother believed me (probably from the way I acting/looking), and he wanted to tell my parents then and there. It was late in the night, and I did not want to wake them. I also knew they were not going to believe me because they are hard core skeptics. I realized that they were just going to dismiss it as a dream. I told my brother not to say anything, and I ended up staying in my brother's room that night. I could not sleep at all that night, due to fear, and due to the questioning of what exactly that "thing" was.
The next morning, my brother and I went downstairs for breakfast. Over breakfast, my brother tells my parents what had happened the night before. I was ashamed and embarrassed because I did not want to hear my parents lecturing me about dreaming or imagining things. When my brother finished telling my parents what had happened, they both stayed quiet. My dad finally asked me if I was sure of what I had seen, and if I was positive I was not dreaming. I showed him my phone, and I told him I was wide awake, and that I had been on the phone talking to a friend. My brother also verified that he had woken up to me crying uncontrollably.
My dad then told me that he will leave a video camera in my room that very night to see if he saw anything unusual during the night. The next day after the recording, my dad handed me the video and told me to watch it. I never did. I realized that if I saw something I did not want to see there, I would not be able to live in that house with peace. To this day, that video is still in the bookshelf. My dad told me he watched half of it, and then he got tired of seeing nothing so he turned it off. As for myself, I never want to see that video - It brings back horrific memories.
Two days after the experience, I ended up telling my aunt who I trusted and I knew would believe me. She took me to a church, had my cross necklace with I always wore blessed, and told the priest about my experiences. The priest told me that just as there were good beings in this world, there were also beings that were evil. He told me what I have seen was evil, and he asked for permission to bless the house. Since it is the home of my parents, I called my dad and asked if a priest could come bless the house. My dad was infuriated, and he told me he did not want anyone in the house. As I stated before, my dad is a skeptic, and he thought I was taking my imagination, and running with it. After my aunt heard my dad's decision, she looked at me, and saw how upset I was. She asked the priest for holy water, and she is the one who came back home with me, and blessed the house.
The blessing helped for about 3 months. Since then, I still see or hear strange things when I visit my family in Illinois. After the experience happened, I did not sleep in that room for over a year. I would sleep in the living room. When I left for college the year after, I was hardly at my parents' home. I had a job on campus, so I stayed in the dorms as much as I could. When I do visit, I still sleep in the living room, or have someone else sleep with me in the old room with the light on. I made the mistake of sleeping by myself two years after the experience in the old room, and I regretted it instantly. That, of course, is another experience to tell.
My other experiences I will share with you within the coming weeks. It is great to be part of a community that can help me better understand, and even relate to what I have seen or heard that I cannot understand. Please comment with any ideas of what this thing was, or if there are other explanations to what I saw.