Seven Years Of Something

I have been reading stories on here for a couple years and finally decided to share my experiences. These "Incidents" took place over a period of about 7 years. Sometimes it would happen as often as 3 or 4 nights in a row, at the least a couple times a month.

It would usually begin the second I closed my eyes to sleep although; it did wake me up (always between 3am/3:15am). It always started with my jaw chattering. It would chatter so violently that my jaw would be sore the next day. I was not able to open my eyes; it was like they were forced shut. I was partially paralyzed. I say "partially" because there were moments when I could pry my eyes open or sit up in bed, only to have it start all over again the moment I laid back down.

I felt like I was in a battle. I didn't feel any weight on my chest or feel like something was in the room; it was like something was trying to settle into my body. I was raised catholic so it was my instinct to ask for God's help. After many times of struggling, snapping in and out of it, repeating the Lord's Prayer it would stop. I would open my eyes and be freezing cold but soaked with sweat to the point that my bed was soaked in sweat as well. I would be exhausted beyond words and fall back to sleep.

I would dread going to sleep. There were times I didn't allow myself to sleep until after 5am. Nothing seemed to happen during those times. The last major time this happened was when I was 22. I had just closed my eyes and my jaw started... As always. This time it felt more intense and I just had enough! I was getting really angry that I had to endure this. In my mind I began saying The Our Father but I was fighting to get the words out. Suddenly as I was praying I heard my own voice begin to change into a deep, growly almost un-human voice. I kept forcing the prayer, fighting for my own voice.

I felt this feeling, which for a lack of a better way to describe it was, (if you can imagine) like a piece of material was in my chest, slowly being pulled out (without pain). Like something "leaving".

Immediately I opened my eyes and I was so exhausted all I could do was lay there. I was wide awake and saw this white semi-transparent "balloon" come up from the foot of my bed and float over my body and over my head. That's the best way to describe it. I was again soaked in a freezing sweat but, the moment this passed over me I felt more at peace, total peace than I ever have. It was like I never had a moment of sadness ever in my life, I felt comforted and loved. I laid there feeling like this heavy burden had been lifted. I got the best nights sleep in so long.

A few days after this happened I did feel my jaw start to quiver but I forced my eyes open and Said "Don't even think about it, leave me the *beep* alone!" This ended it before it could start again. This also happened a few more times but again I said the same thing and it stopped.

I didn't know about SP until 3yrs. Ago, that's when I started to re-think my occurrences. I have done a lot of reading about Sp since than but I can't help to believe there was something more. I should also add that when I was young and stupid I did use a Ouija board for a short time usually by myself. I broke the board over my knee and threw it in the garbage. I was 16 and that's the same age this all started. Coincidence... I don't know. If only I knew than what I know now!

Thanks for taking the time to read this long story.