My 'REAL' Paranormal Experience
I'd like to share one of my paranormal experiences with you guys.
Just for some background - the following event took place when I was about 15 or 16 years old.
So, I was on a long weekend holiday trip with a close friend and a few others beings. We spent the weekend in the berg, far away from civilization.
On our last night spent in the cabin we were in, an event took place that brought me face to face with fear itself.
So my friend and I shared a room which had a bunk bed set up in it. I slept at the bottom and she slept at the top.
We were laying in our beds preparing to drift into sleep. I was laying on my side staring into the open space of the remainder of the room. I remember it was very dark and the only light that was present was the little bit that was shining into the room through a small window form the moon.
So as I laid there staring into the dark open space, suddenly something was changing within the dark space that I saw. It happened about mid air and I'd say about 2 metres away from my bed. At first I couldn't make out what was happening, and I remember being quite calm and curious to see what this was. So I simply remained laying down and staring at this spot where it seemed as if something was slowly manifesting itself.
It looked like..... um, you know what it looks like when you look through class into an empty space... You can see that the picture behind the glass is exactly the same as what you see looking through the glass, but you can clearly see that you are looking through glass as it changes the same view quite a bit in that you are looking through glass.
Well this is exactly how I was able to see that something was there and busy manifesting itself. It was the same visual experience.
Ok so I'm laying there, and the next moment all of a sudden I could see clearly what was presenting itself. It was a clear view of about 5 or 6 children standing in a circle, all holding hands. I remember that this was the point where fear and anxiety had crept in and were a subtle experience within myself. So I kept quiet while being tensed up and just remained still with my eyes fixed on them. Then they all started playing a game called 'ring around the rosey' - which is a game I used to play when I was a little girl. It's basically where you stand in a circle and hold hands, then everyone skips to one side which makes the circle turn whilst you sing the rhyme 'Ring around the rosey, a pocket full of posies. Tish-yoo, a-tish-yoo. We all fall down!'.
At this point I freaked out completely as the fear which was subtle before had now kicked into full gear. Before this point I thought that I was sort of in a way imagining what was happening, because I never thought that ghosts/spirits/poltergeists were really real. So that was why I was still in a way calm with what was happening. But once they started playing the game there was the element of sound which was brought in through them singing 'ring around the rosey....
So when I heard them singing I thought to myself 'Fuck, this shit is REALLY happening!'.
Now prior to this event I had heard stories that ghosts feed off of your fear and that they use it to make themselves stronger to be able to generate the power to move things around and stuff like that. So in this moment of shock from realizing that this is REALLY happening, I wanted to scream for assistance, but then remembered this story that was shared. So I forced myself to quietly get my friends attention who was sleeping above me. I slowly sat up in my bed and called her. Then when she answered I immediately told her that there were ghosts in the room, right in front of me.
She couldn't see anything for herself when she looked into the same dark empty space of the room, but she probably heard the immense stress in my voice, that coupled with the fact that things like this had never bothered me before this moment.
So my friend said to hold on, she is coming down now. I heard her climb down the little side ladder in the dark and then felt her sitting down next to me on my bed. I experienced a sense of relief knowing that there was someone here to support me in this moment. In this moment the children disappeared out of sight but the rhyme they were singing was still lingering in the room. I immediately started telling her what I had just seen and heard. Then I hear a voice from the top bed saying "wait, I'm coming"..........WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I then realized in this moment that my friend was still up on her bed and that the 'person' sitting next to me were the children who had transformed themselves into a being who looked exactly like me friend!
This is where I completely let go of any point which was assisting me in remaining calm and I frantically started screaming and jumped up onto my friends bed at the top. Once I was on her bed I immediately reached out to touch her because I wanted to know if it really was her in fact, which it was. Then I started again telling the 'real her' about what had just happened as she was trying to calm me down by telling me to breathe and that everything will be fine. She then reminded me that there is nobody there to which I insisted that there was and that they are after me because they are busy fucking with me.
So we sat for a moment just trying to calm me down. Then I insisted that the lights get turned on as I wanted a point of safety. My perception of safety in this moment being that dark and scary things will disappear when the light is turned on. My friend then said that she will get down to turn on the light switch. I hesitated for a moment and told her that I didn't want to be alone on the bed. She then told me not to worry as she'll be quick.
I said ok and then prepared myself by laying flat on this bed with the duvet cover pulled over my entire body. I focussed on my breathing and staying calm until the lights were turned on. Now as it was very dark in the room, my friend struggled for a while to find the light switch.
As I laid under the covers I was becoming more and more anxious. Then the next moment I felt something touching my leg from above the duvet cover.
I now knew for a fact it wasn't my friend because I could hear her voice on the other side of the room as she was talking me through what she was doing as a point of comfort. Then again another touch, which turned into an experience as if someone was deliberately trying to taunt me. It felt like someone was lightly punching me through the duvet covers. I remember how real it felt as I could literally feel the duvet sinking in at the points where the being/s were touching me.
I then completely lost it and started screaming "they are punching me, hurry up, they are punching me!".
I should probably mention at this point that I experience the above-mentioned event while I was coming down from drugs. So even though everything I experienced seemed so absolutely real in the moment of experiencing it - the moment I sobered up I realized that I had just participated in a real mind-fuck.
There were a few more events such as this one which took place when I was on drugs, and I very quickly became used to seeing and experiencing these 'paranormal events' as I knew that it was only because of the chemicals I had consumed.
Now just imagine how many people are out there who claim that they have had a paranormal experience. What they don't tell you is that they were either on drugs, or they had alcohol or that they were on some type of medication. Of course they won't tell you because this is not seen as a contributing factor for them towards the experiences they have had. All they know is, "It was SO REAL. I FELT it. I HEARD it. I SAW it". Which is exactly how I experienced it to be. I was convinced that I was seeing and hearing these children and that I TRULY FELT them punching me.
How many spiritualists take drugs in order to have their spiritual experience as with talking to their guides or going to this and that dimension and so on? So is it really real? Or is it just a way for said spiritualists to escape the only reality which matters which is the reality of matter here in the physical?
Well, I can self-honestly say that in that moment of the event I experienced, I truly believed that it was real and when I came down from the drug I realized that I had just allowed myself to participate and feed a mental-system which had absolutely nothing to do with reality. I am one of the few who realized this within self-honesty, but unfortunately there are so many out there who proclaim that they are special and gifted because they have experienced exactly what I have however have not been self-honest with themselves.
If you are experiencing paranormal events I STRONGLY RECOMMEND that you investigate the Desteni I Process where you will be introduced to tools that will effectively assist and support you in establishing what is real and what is merely a pre-programmed mind-fuck with it's only purpose being to distract you from what really matters, which is matter here in the physical reality where all live and breathe together.