This is my first submission. I have several that I will share over time. This particular story is of 2 separate incidents from 2 separate locations and 2 separate time periods in my life but concerning related creatures of origins uncertain. I believe myself to be a form of "Sensitive" that has disregarded their ability due to personal reasons. However, things have always "Found" me... After a fashion.
The first incident was during a "Haunting" experience that was tormenting me as a child around 7 or 8 years old. When I was approximately 5 years old my family had moved to a very small and rural area in Florida called "Wimauma" to what was then known as a "Fish farm," owned by my grandparents, where my parents and I moved after a death in the family, to raise and sell tropical fish to pet stores. This place in particular had several Haunting incidents that I will share in other entries.
This one night in particular, when I was around 7 years old, I was awoken repeatedly by a Shadow figure with glowing eyes, it eventually left me alone and later that same night I awoke to a strange feeling that something "else" was in the room with me. I looked around and saw nothing but felt as if there was something under my bed. Now, we lived in a single wide trailer there and my room was quite small, my twin was in the corner up against the wall next to the doorway and there was no one else in the room save my small Manchester Terrier.
After having seen the Shadow figure and feeling quite apprehensive I somehow found the courage to force my bed away from the wall to see what was there. It was a body, but not a normal body. It was approximately man-sized and somewhat grotesque. Covered head to toe in what appeared to be Spanish moss and skin resembling Pine Bark. As nothing more than a point of reference... Imagine "Groot" from "Marvel's Guardians of the Galaxy," only more human-like and decisively more grotesque and lying on its side in an almost fetal position. I went into shock upon seeing it. It stirred and turned slightly to stare into my eyes and tell me -- "leave me alone I don't want to be bothered by you" and turned back over. I shoved the bed back as best I could, and attempted to return to sleep.
For several weeks following I dreamt of a small squat creature... Grey & furry with bulging eyes and a green mane, pointed teeth and claw-like hands that called itself "Kromon, the creature king."
The second incident happened at 49 years of age in a town known as "Port Charlotte." One night I had a distinct and lucid nightmare, which I couldn't initially recall upon awakening. I now sleep with the aid of a CPAP and cannot be heard if and/or when I speak in my sleep. My wife questioned me that morning if I had a nightmare because I had been moving uncontrollably and attempting to speak through my mask, albeit distorted, and was covered head to toe with goosebumps.
Initially I couldn't recall, but as I fell asleep it came back to me and I began speaking out loud about what I saw. I was walking through a warehouse style building with a large fish tank in my presence. There was a single hose in the tank and something was leaking out of the hose into the tank. It was an arm with very pointed nails and shock white slimy skin. It progressively became a writhing female figure with compressed facial features, a demure look and long brownish green hair. It began speaking to me and told me that my death would be caused by something or someone called "Parsons" or "Parnus" and then slithered back into the hose.
After some research I have found that the closest description that I have been able to come to these 2 creatures are that of an Earth Elemental and a Water Elemental. What I discovered is that few people have ever actually seen these creatures. However, I have apparently been visited by 2. Are they really Elementals? If so why show themselves to me? What is so special about me that I should have seen 2 of these creatures when they are so rarely seen by anyone? I may never know... I share these events in order to validate anyone who may have had similar experiences and be uncertain of their reality.
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The shadows were carrying on in a way that was quite bold (for shadows); they weren't exactly trying to hide themselves and maybe that's part of what made you afraid. You sensed that your family was unwelcome in that place. That was surely an intention of theirs, I think.
I was going out on a limb about the one who, I thought, was left behind; I saw it as a strange action for it to be hiding under the bed. I still feel that it was closely related to the other entities. Who knows what really goes on in "reality". I am sorry if my interpretation of the situation in Wimauma seemed "out there"; I believe that all of that activity in such a small area belongs to it's particular environment and these things know of each other and were not acting arbitrarily.
I wonder if the previous occupants felt that sense of being unwanted there.
Whatever Pactus was, he belonged in Louisiana; if he was imaginary, I must have thought he belonged there because I didn't bring him with me. When you described the thing under the bed, it reminded me of Pactus. I don't think that I was ever afraid of him.
I have this feeling that, when children have these kind of friends, there's a good chance that they're speaking to "something". All kinds of people are willing to believe that children have a greater ability to see ghosts and other things than adults do. I am glad that you seem to accept that you were interacting with a spirit and not just your imagination; it makes me feel better about believing that I was doing the same thing.
I think children are closer to some kind of spiritual veil; I think that, as we age, we grow apart from that and become more a part of this earthly realm that we see around us. Maybe that's why you saw things and your parents weren't bothered by anything visible to them.
The fire that destroyed your home might have been an aggressive tactic on their part to put a stop to "all the noise" in their territory. It is good that you didn't have to spend the entirety of your childhood there; worse things could have happened.
- Maria
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