Ever since I could remember I have had a fascination for the supernatural. Seeing a ghost for the first time only strengthened my look towards it, but that's another story for another time. This is my account of why I got exactly what I asked for.
It was a normal Saturday night for me. I ate dinner, got drunk and went to bed. (For insight, I was dealing with a lot of heavy things all at once and alcohol was a good alternative at the time, which is why I don't drink often anymore). But it is what I did right before I went to bed that I know for a fact are the reasons why I am like I am now, a man who is haunted by something unseen and horrifying.
Now before I went to sleep I decided to dabble into some supernatural practices like spirit channeling and summoning. (Very bad idea I know.) I kept coming into contact with a spirit child who wouldn't name himself. But I knew he wasn't there to be friendly. A few minutes of channeling him told me that this spirit thought of me as weak and he wanted to consume me. Now, since I was drunk I just laughed at him and told him to try his best, which just made him angry. Which in turn made me laugh even harder. I passed out not long after.
When I sleep I almost always dream. My dreams are almost always lucid dreams which, depending on the type of dream, can be utterly awesome or frighteningly horrible. Mine was the latter of the two. In my dream I fell in love with a girl and one thing led to another and afterwards, for some reason, we got on a bus. I turned from her only for a second but when I turned back she was cutting her stomach open and she tore out a fetus that was almost ready to be born anyways and gave it to me. She told me that she knew I wanted children so here. My eyes got wide as I started screaming and the baby fetus took the shape of a baby sized demon covered in fire and I kept screaming as I caught fire.
I know it was only a nightmare but the way I woke up was really slow like a déjà vu moment. When I was awake I was still screaming and felt hot to the touch. When I stopped screaming, I noticed the room I was in felt different than it normally did. It felt ice cold as in see your breathe kind of cold. I also felt pure fear and I felt there was a very menacing presence with pure hatred.
I dropped to a sleeping position looking towards the wall right up against my bed and I prayed to god for forgiveness and protection from evil. I prayed the same prayer for almost half an hour. Slowly the menacing presence felt like it was going away and I felt a new protective presence.
Ever since that night my life has changed. I now have a new fear of pitch black darkness, and I always now have the feeling I'm not alone in any room or area. I also always sense two presences everywhere I go. One that is evil and hateful and one that is protective and almost angelic. I now have uncontrollable moods swings and I get easily pissed off.
I'm afraid if I don't get help soon I might lose myself and do something I will deeply regret. If anyone has any insightful comments, please feel free to do so.