kristydoll

I am under spiritual attack. Before I explain you need to know I am NOT making this up. Every word Im about to type is true. No amount of rationalizing or trynig to explain any way you want will make this less real to me.
This is my story..

In February my boyfriend and I moved into a very old 3 family house, Circa 1800. Back when it was built as a one family house it was called the "Jeremy Shaft"*** house. Jeremy built this house, lived, and died in it. At some point during the house's existence it was split up by its 3 floors, one floor per family. At the time that we moved in there was only one man living in the bottom floor apartment, The upper two floors had been empty for quite some time(There is now someone living in every floor). Most of the original things were still in the house, such as the door hinges, even some of the windows. Not much has been updated sense it was built. You get my point.. Its old. (its not a creaky old house though its a very silent house.)
For the first few months living here EVERY night I would wake up screaming and crying from having the worst possible nightmares you could even imagine. These nightmares were filled with pain, torture, sadness.. Im not a sad person. These dreams didnt feel like they came MY subconscious at all. Even when I was wide awake I had a constant feeling of being watched. That feeling still goes on even though the nightmares dont happen every night now.
In April of this year as my boyfriend was JUST about to give my pet pig food, something spooked her so badly that she ran all the way across the room, and jumped THROUGH a glass window. No pig in its right mind runs away from food. That wasnt the only time she was spooked, Every once in a while she stops whatever she was doing.. All her hair stands straight up, and she stares with her eyes extra wide at what appears to be nothing and growls.. Its the kind of sound I never hear her make any other time.
In June both of my ceramic angels shattered. The first one got accidentally knocked over, but it was so gentle it really shouldnt have shattered the way it did. The very next day my second ceramic angel fell off of a table on its own, hitting the floor.
A couple of nights ago I was just about to go to bed. I laid down, My head hit the pillow. I hadnt even shut my eyes yet. I felt something in the room, and I felt very scared.. Then whatever it was, it felt like it laid down next to me, put an arm around my stomach, and then PULLED through me. It was trying to pull ME out of ME. I felt and saw myself BEHIND my physical self. It was all I could do to hold tightly onto my pig, who was laying in front of me with all her hair standing straight up staring at me. It let go of me. And I felt it watching me for HOURS.. I laid there frozen in fear for over 8 hours, until it got light out and I was finally able to go to sleep. I had terrible dreams that night, people I knew like my boyfriend and my mom would look at me and start screaming.. their faces would get extra long and their eyes hot red.
My boyfriend works night shift, so he doenst get home until around when its light out.. He went to sleep on the couch as to not wake up the pig and I.. (he told me this part later when I woke up).... While he was laying on the couch, Before he had gotten to sleep he suddenly felt paralyzed. He couldnt move. All he could do was scream. I was so exhausted that I didnt hear it though.
About an hour ago as I was sitting in my living room the ceiling light went crazy, and a light bulb exploded.. Throwing glass all over the room. It could have lit the house on fire, A flame fell to the ground with the exploded bulb. NO other electrical things so much as flickered.. It was only the light.


So here I am, Terrified as all hell. I dont want to believe anything Im saying so I wont be shocked when you dont believe it either.



*** The name of the house was edited to avoid anyone finding out where I live.