From: Draftster@aol.com
To: The Official Shadow People Archives
Sent: Saturday, March 6, 2010 6:24:04 PM
Subject: Shadow Being Tried to Take Me
This happened 20 years ago when I was 48 living in Crystal, Minnesota. I was recently separated from my wife. She had left me and I was living alone in the house. We had two children, a boy and a girl who were emancipated, living elsewhere. I was extremely anxious and distressed about the breakup of my marriage. I had trouble sleeping but was still sleeping in the bed I had shared with my wife.
I had fallen asleep on a Saturday afternoon, exhausted. I suddenly awoke to a loud noise in my ears like high pitched white noise. I was on my side, covered. I opened my eyes but couldn't move or speak. I became desperate. Then I saw a shadow being enter through the open doorway. Its edges were fuzzy and it looked like a large man made from heavy black smoke. It moved around to my back out of my line of sight. I felt the bedcovers being drawn down across my body and felt powerful hands on me beginning to lift me from the bed. I was terrified. I felt myself dragging toward the foot of the bed, when I began to pray in my mind, saying "Jesus, Jesus, help me, help me, please." Then the dragging stopped and I was slowly released, a few feet from where I had been laying. I still couldn't move, not speak and the sound was still there. I saw the shadow being leave the way it had come. The sound faded and I began to be able to move. I mumbled, then shouted, "Stay away from me! Go away. I don't want you here."
I started sleeping on the front room sofa after that, but one day when the blankets were in the wash, I went back to that bed again and slept until dawn. The sound returned and I awoke to paralysis and unable to speak or cry out again. The shadow being had returned. I saw it as I was laying on my back. As I looked at it, in my mind, I once again called on the name of Jesus. It stood at the foot of the bed for a few minutes with it smoky edges moving about it, then it turned and left again by the door, the same as before. That was the last time I slept in that bed. The divorce resulted in the house being sold. I had rearranged the bedroom, moving the bed to another wall. I had only had one other experience with the shadow being, with all the same attributes, but of fleeting duration.
Recently I started to tell my brother, who is now 51, about my experience, when he said, "It happened to me too. I woke and I was paralyzed and couldn't speak. There was a black figure in the room with fuzzy edges and it scared the crap out of me." We talked about all the details and the only difference is that with my brother there was no sound and it didn't touch him.
Gary Wiederhold
Draftster@aol.com
White Bear Lake, Minnesota
