John Wentzell
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Real Poltergeist Experience (2)
4 years... Every night... A different nightmare, the same fear. It's evident to me now that this wasn't just a regular case of night terrors in children. I had these encounters with these beings in these dream states; I had seen things I've never seen in the dimension we all wake up in. I had no idea what intestines were at 6 years old, but that didn't stop me from having nightmares where I'd see such things. I used to draw one eyed aliens fighting the military in school, then I had a nightmare about it. Above my imagination, is how I would describe it. I hadn't even watched scary movies or played gory video games yet. I remember how I felt, I was scared, clueless; you see some people can lucid dream, right. They start dreaming, they get a clue, then they realize they're in a dream, so then they start manipulating the dream, well this is like the opposite, of control. I couldn't escape either, I could not wake myself up even when I realized I was in the nightmare. I felt paralyzed into this state of fear, I was witnessing things, that I've never seen before, I would even say that it feels like a bad acid trip if you know the feeling. Sleep paralysis was an issue as well, but I believe, because of my experiences, that this immobilizing energy has an intensity level that could even possibly be measured; I'd have a nightmare, I would have to fight this energy if I wanted to wake up, which sometimes, I could not. It's like whatever evil spirits that were in that house, would torment me in my sleep, take things I loved, and show me something gruesome they could make of it, as if mocking my imagination, or my entire existence. Not every night was so different though.
By John Wentzell3 years ago in Horror
Real Poltergeist Experience
(2006-2010, Lakewood, CO. John Wentzell 5-9 years old) There is no other way around it... I have to go to bed every night. I dread the moment my mother sends us to bed, and not because she is doing so with the regular malice or aggression she did bear. I think about it now, the nightmares stopped when we left that house in Lakewood, Colorado, and so did her rage. I find myself concluding that my mom was possessed by the demons in that house.. But then again it was confirmed that something had been following her, her entire life; a silhouette of a being she describes it as almost every 4 years. Her father helped conduct an exorcism on her when she was 16. My aunts confirmed that she made a clock fly off of a dresser with her mind.
By John Wentzell3 years ago in Horror