Date: Mon, 29 Nov 2004 11:53:10 -0500
I have an experience I would like to share if not for the fact to get it off my chest after all of these years, but to belong to a group of people who know I’m not NUTS! For a little while at least. Anyway, here it goes!
I lived in my grandmother's basement along with my two brothers, Mom, and step dad on Long Island, NY. Grandma and grandpa lived upstairs. I used to be a great sleeper until one day I started to have horrible nightmares! Every night I would have them and every night I would wake up from them. Well one night I woke up from a bad dream only to find that there was "thing" looking at me at the foot of my bed. It looked like a man but it was all black with NO FEATURES!!! I was terrified! So much so that when I went to scream NOTHING came out of my mouth. I was paralyzed with fear! I couldn’t believe it! All I can think was my parents are in the next room watching TV and here is this thing staring at me and there is no one going to rescue me. Besides being terrified of it, I felt a weird sensation from it that told me that it was not a good thing, that it was bad! Well I closed my eyes and buried my head under my covers. I would peek out and it would still be there. Eventually it would just go away.
This happened over and over again and it would get closer and closer. The closest it ever got was to the side of my bed close to my waist. I continued to have nightmares. I lived in that basement until I was 10. I would go to sleep at night with my finger in my mouth for comfort and the blankets pulled over my head and eyes so that only my mouth and the tip of my nose was exposed, I always had my back facing the wall, not where I saw the thing and I would fall asleep that way. I wouldn’t even look out of my blanket, I would just fall asleep that way.
I am 27 now. I finally brought it up to my mother when I was 22 and she said she saw it too!!!! I couldn’t believe it. She said, 'it' stood at the foot of her bed and she woke to it staring at her when she was pregnant with my little brother who is 5 years younger than me!!! I was five when she was pregnant with him!!!!
We would go upstairs to have Sunday dinner with my grandparents and other family and friends that didn’t live at the house. Everyone always had an uneasy feeling about going downstairs in the basement to get something and they didn’t even know our story.
It’s a weird feeling that I know only people who have experienced know how it feels. Thanks for letting me share!