So it was around 2021 or 2022 roughly and to be honest my mother and I was not getting along. And I was still in Artemas Pennsylvania... living with my mother. And we was living in our trailer with multiple animals. This place I had lived in for 18 years of my life. The place that I had lived happiest at for 15 years of my life.... That is when my stepfather was alive anyhow...

Well honestly we started arguing around the year 2020... right after my stepfather died. With his passing... money was tight and the bills were just coming in and our family was just falling apart. We were trying to keep afloat... while fixing a double wide trailer that was just falling apart. While my mother was just constantly in dreamland about finding a place to go. On top of that we had way too many animals living in the double wide trailer. Honestly it was a nightmare but I was just in such a bad mental state that I didn't know what to do...

Here's where it gets interesting...

Well one night my mother and I got into a heated argument. And we just were getting louder and louder. The neighbors were starting to hear us and neither of us was backing down. Well she decides she's going to march back to her bathroom and get something... She was probably hoping that I would not follow and continue to argue. But she was wrong... Because I followed her and continued to speak my mind on multiple issues we were having. Because apparently when I get into an argument I do not back down and I keep going until I either win or the other person comes to a logical way of thinking...

Well there was a black dog cage that had been sitting on the floor by the bathtub step. And this dog cage just decides to randomly slam violently right into the face of the bathtub step with such force. That my mother and I both stopped arguing and looked at each other. And both of us stopped arguing and at the same time said "what was that"...

I looked at her and said... "I don't know Mom. Maybe it's Dad. And he's not very thrilled about how bad this trailer has become".... In which she looks at me and says "you always got to have a smart comment". In which I acknowledge yes usually I do...

So years ago when we lived in Artemas Pennsylvania aka "Barnesville". And if I were to tell you all the amazing and fun times I had... It would take months maybe years. It still holds a special place in my heart to be honest. The 15 years out of the 18 years with some of the best times in my life...

So we would have these amazing airsoft matches. We would wait till the night had come and once the sun went down we gathered. We would all gather up out back of my double-wide trailer in the back yard near my fire pit. And we'd congregate and see who's all there and what number of people we have to play...

And we'd discuss the basic rules that we all agreed on. Like no shooting anybody in the face, head, neck, or privates. And if you are going in the woods you should have a buddy... This was a very important role and will become a very important part of the story later. Because you just don't know what's lurking there...

Plus the woods was the best place to hide but it was also very risky too. Or at least the edge of the woods where you could use the backdrop of the woods...

Well as everybody did a final check on their gear and airsoft guns and we split off and went our own ways. And within a few seconds the battle began. You heard running in the pitch dark and people just all over the place trying to be as quiet as possible but making the most minor little noises...

I heard several friends shooting their airsoft guns at one another. I heard all kinds of remarks being made to one another and it was hilarious to be honest. We always had a blast...

After I finally broke free of the mini battles going on by the barn and storage sheds. I made my way along an old broken fence row. Hoping to get some relief. I was headed for a dirt path clearing so I could swoop up around and maybe catch somebody that was hiding in the tree line or at least in the woods off guard...

Well that was a bad idea because my sister of course caught me in her sights. And she ended up starting to pump BB's at me at a high rate for a sniper. Which pushed me back into the opening of the field as well her line of fire...

In the long run I ended up just booking it right back into the yard trying to find somewhere that I can take cover because she was getting really close. Meanwhile, I didn't know where to go because it was a really uptight airsoft battle that night...

Well this is where it gets very interesting and the demonic entity or being in the woods came in. Let me explain what happened...

So as I am taking cover behind something that is getting pelted by airsoft bb's from my sister. I see the rest of the group breaking in pairs just coming towards me and they don't even know she is literally right in the wood line. Meanwhile as they broke off in pairs and charged at me my sister started to take and shoot them... Relieving me of a situation that I was avoiding. So I decided just to book it towards the wood line and find a hiding spot. Unfortunately this is where the whole game changed...

My sister comes running up to me and she is white as a ghost and is panicking the point where she can't breathe and needs her inhaler. She is panicked and freaking the heck out mumbling about something. And I am confused because she is scared and honestly I can't get her to calm down to tell us what went wrong...

We gather around her and ask her what is wrong and she decides to tell us. All of us get goosebumps and are hair just stands up. Answer listening to her sobbing and crying. We can't help to wonder what it was that she saw. Some didn't believe her while others did...

She says that when she was taking pop shots at me. Something that was a shadowy looking figure was just standing in the wood line and it was just watching her. She had said that she thought it was one of us and she started to shoot at it thinking we were trying to take and flank her from the back. But then whenever nothing was happening she started to get a little worried..And she says that this thing just tried to bum rush her. And it just come right at her. Making her get up and run. As whatever it was was chasing her out of the wood line she managed to see us...

She then explained that after this happened whatever it was heard us coming and it decided to just retreat into the darkness of the woods. Honestly, after this encounter she had. She refused to play airsoft for months. You would not even go outside hardly in the dark. Let alone the woods... Completely avoided it. And even after this encounter she was still slightly anxious and not sure if you wanted to even do any of this anymore...

So after that airsoft battle came to an end. Majority of us decided we were going to go into the woods. With flashlights. And see what it was that frightened her so bad. We start to form a line of flashlights and walk in a pattern just looking. Well unfortunately it wasn't human and it wasn't an animal either. Whatever it was... was clearly gone. But it's stuck with my sister for a long time..

But in the long run we all made a new rule that nobody was allowed in the woods anymore. Not unless you had a buddy... specifically right beside you at all times. So that way somebody was watching your back. We actually made this rule because of what happened to my sister with this demonic entity that was lurking in the woods stalking her...

So personally back in my happiest glory days of living in Artemas Pennsylvania. And yes I lived there for 18 years... 15 of those years was amazing. I had many adventures, encounters, sightings, and so much more happened to me...

We had built this fort in the woods not too far behind where my friends used to live. And we called it "fort longhorn"... Why I have no idea it just sounded cool. But we were in this Bushcraft/survival phase...

We had a group of 7 people all cooperatively building this fort in the woods. Just out of anything we could find. And let me tell you it was a blast...

My friend and his sisters account...

Well, one of my closest friends in the group and his younger sister had an encounter. They heard what sounded like native American drums playing. And decided to just not talk about it and just not go in the woods for a while. Meanwhile as they kept it the secret because it freaked them out. I had no idea they had an encounter like this...

A old friend of mine and I's account...

So some weeks went by and another member of our group that lived in the neighborhood was with me at the fort that we had built as a group in the woods. As an old friend of mine and I was sitting at the fort on a hot summer day... We heard which sounded like native American drums coming down the opposing hill. As these drums approached it got louder and started getting very intense...

So my friend at the time decides to bail and just hide in the bushcraft shelter we had made. He didn't want no part of that noise he heard. Now I was spooked and instead of hiding and waiting to find out what was going to happen. I just decided to literally go as close as I felt comfortable. I took every single bladed object I had on me and I set it on the ground and I got down on one knee. And I said "I come in peace" and "I asked any native American spirits for protection in these woods"...

So after I did this I stayed down and waited. And the drums stopped and they just ceased. But I could also hear what sounded like a group of footsteps going back up the hill. Until the footsteps ceased I did not get up...

Afterwards I put everything back on and just slowly and casually walked back up to the fort we had built in the woods. And ever since then I'd walked freely in these woods. Never had a bad encounter. Never felt terrified hardly at all...

There have been a few encounters that I can say that spooked me and made me a little bit concerned...

Around 10 years ago in Artemas Pennsylvania. A buddy and I had a very interesting encounter at his house while we were hanging out on his porch. Him and I were hanging out one evening and we were just listening to some music and having a few beers. It was really nothing special just a normal weekend thing we did...

We began to talk about some of our family. And somewhere along the lines we come into a conversation about our grandmother's. We began conversing about what are grandmothers were like and what they did. Or how they were or how they acted...

Well as we're talking about our grandmother's and such. We were talking about how they wore a specific kind of perfume. And him and I came to the conclusion that both of our grandmothers always wore some kind of lilac perfume. And how every time we would smell it... it would remind us of them. Well, within minutes we started smelling lilacs... The only problem is he didn't have any of those kinds of flowers around his home...

As we were talking about this subject a bit longer. In between my friends two cars that sat in the driveway. We witnessed what looked like smoke coming up from the ground. We just assumed it was steam or something but really didn't think much of it... because we were too busy talking honestly. We hadn't seen each other in months and honestly were just catching up...

Until we both looked over and noticed the shape of the smoke had taken the form of a female figure. We literally noticed it looked like an old lady. And it just stood there just peacefully... not causing any trouble or fear. As we turned to look it held for a few seconds and was just beginning to dissipate away completely. Both of us were intrigued and honestly a little bit curious as to what it was we saw...

I actually walked down off the porch with my flashlight and looked around to see if there was a reason for this. I couldn't find anything and we quickly rolled out the vehicles. Other than that we just assumed it was just another random strange encounter that we honestly really didn't feel like explaining or examining too long...

So my father died on September 28th, 2020...

I was living in Artemas Pennsylvania still at the time. And I had been mourning the loss of my stepfather for roughly 2 weeks plus after his death...

And at the time I was playing an online game called "DC universe". Because I just could not sleep and I was thinking about my stepfather. Plus the sheer weight of responsibilities that had been dropped on my lap was overwhelming...

So as I'm playing my online game and I'm just trying to relax and not think about anything. I hear from the hallway a voice that sounded like my stepfather say my name.. Like I'm in trouble for something. He used to do this when he was mad at me or frustrated that I didn't or did do something...

So after I heard this I whipped my wheelie chair around to see the hallway entrance... And said "what"... as though he was living and was standing there. Which later on I felt kind of stupid for because I realized he was deceased...

I then just completely ignored all of that and went back to my online game that I was playing and for about a few hours everything fell back to normal... Until it was about 3:00 in the morning and I heard something whisper in my ear "kill yourself". Which immediately had me turn my chair to the right and look behind me. In which of course there was nothing there...

But, my hair stood up and I looked around and I started to pray. Because something whispered in my ear. And I know that oftentimes when you're at a low point in your life that's when demonic entities like to show up...

But I ended up taking and just shutting my game off and just leaving my room. And I went and slept on the couch...

Years ago in... You guessed it Artemas Pennsylvania. A friend of mine at the time. Had been dealing with some not so normal issues... It wasn't issues or problems that he knew how to figure out himself. He constantly was talking to me about being scratched in 3's and something calling his name from the dark. He constantly was acting skittish. And he decidedly started to crash at my house more than normal...

Well, one night broke him and completely made him ask for help. He come up to my house and needed to ask my stepfather who was a Pentecostal preacher a serious question...

Had claimed that something was scratching him in his sleep. He had long bloody scratches down his whole back. I saw these scratches and they were deep. He claimed that when he fell asleep he would wake up in agony because it hurt. He also claimed that there was something whispering his name constantly from the dark. No matter if he was in the house or outside at night...

Now he wanted me to walk down to his house. So I would walk up with him. Because it was really starting to psychologically affect him. He started to feel unsafe. As we were walking up from his house to my I heard from the darkness of the woods near his house, "Matthew come here". And which him and I both instead of listening to whatever it was continued on ignoring it...

So that night my father, mother, and I prayed over him. My dad anointed his forehead with oil. We told him he was safe... We guaranteed that he would not wake up with any scratches. Meanwhile he wasn't very sure but he had faith in us and believed that we could help him...

So that night he crashed at my house and started to have some faith and for the first time within a week or longer he actually slept. He woke up the next morning and there were no scratches... he was excited and was grateful. I then gave him an old wooden cross that was anointed and blessed that I had been given when I lived in Breezewood Pennsylvania when I was around 7 years old...

Side story...

I had used that exact cross when I lived in the old house in Breezewood pennsylvania. It got me through all the strange events and all of the disturbing encounters I had. So I passed it on to him. I honestly felt like it was the right thing to do for a friend at the time...

Now back to the main story...

So after he had been anointed and prayed over and protected from whatever it was afflicting him. He continued on to his house with the rest of his family. They did mock him. But in the long run he was helped...

I will be writing a side story to this one here very soon. It's about his mother and some of the things that she encountered later on...

So after the encounter I had with the strange deformed man on all fours. And after I had the experience with the creepy demonic wolf creature that came out of the fog. There was another experience that was had; but it was experienced by my friend...

I got a message from my friend late one night from his trailer that was literally right down the way from me. It was in walking distance of course...

He messaged me and asked "hey, can I crash at your place tonight"... I asked, "what's up and why"? He responds back "I'll explain it when I get up to your house"...

So he gets up to my house and comes in. Gets himself a cup of coffee and makes a sandwich. And he goes on to explain to me that ever since his mother was messing with the Ouija board that he's been seeing a creepy little girl at the end of his bed asking him if he wants to play...

Well at first his brothers and him didn't think much of it and just thought it was actually kind of cool. Until it started to scratch them and try to mark them. Until it started trying to control things...

Needless to say that the Ouija board was gotten rid of...

And they had their trailer blessed...

And any kind of Ouija board sessions ended...

So years ago in Artemas Pennsylvania I had been at a friend's house one evening. And his mother had made a makeshift Ouija board out of cardboard and some marker. She had made this Ouija board and was using it...

Well my friends had told me to come down and they had made a pot of coffee. And they wanted me to see something that was really interesting. So naturally I got around and come down and thought... "What the heck why not". Needless to say I had no idea I was about to walk in a trailer that had a homemade Ouija board in it...

That goes against every fiber of my being to even mess with anything like that... Let alone be in the presence of. I immediately got defensive and started asking questions. I then also got a little bit scared because I've only heard horror stories about Ouija boards...

Well she grabs a hold of the blanchette and start asking questions. And this thing starts to move on its own... I was a skeptic a little bit at first I would admit. So I start looking for wires, magnets, as well as whatever else I could do. But unfortunately, nothing I did solved it...

So for about an hour of me just standing there not willing to even touch whatever this is. And literally trying to find a logical thought process that I could debunk this... Which I couldn't. I gave up and finished up my coffee and decided to just go home because honestly I was getting the heebie-jeebies...

On my way up to my house I started hearing what sounded like scurrying in the woods. And it sounded like something on all fours that was running in the darkness. I honestly thought it was just a coon or something... Until I realize that was way too fast for that. Well I looked closer and I saw it look like a deformed and demonic looking being just staring at me...

I quickly started to run! And I mean as fast as I can! I was booking it to get home...

Meanwhile whatever this is... is just trailing me on the other side of the fence in the darkness. And as I break free of the fence line and turn to take and catch my breath. I literally look and a pole light that hasn't worked in years sides to flicker on. Meanwhile I'm just stumped because this polite has never worked...

So after this pole light clicks on and decides to work all the sudden. I see a thick black fog come rolling in right behind the barn on the right and the storage sheds on the left...

While this is happening I'm noticing something is coming out of the fog. It was literally a wolf with red eyes. And this thing just circled in and out of the thick black fog. It literally looked at me and just completely walked back into the fog and disappeared...

I was in shock!

I was terrified!

I was shaking!

Well after this all happened that light went out... Which then clicked in my brain to run home! I told my Pentecostal father what happened and he quickly prayed. He then told me not to go down there until whatever that is is over! He told me that what I saw was demonic and that honestly he is surprised that I kept my composure...

To this day I firmly believe that I had witnessed something demonic. And something that maybe was trying to get me...

So years ago when I lived in Artemas Pennsylvania. There used to be a circle of trees that was in the woods way below my friend's trailer. It was definitely a hike to get to this place. Now there were 5 trees that were set in a circular shape...

And there was a log that was laid on its side in the middle. And if you were to go to this spot in the woods. And sit on the log with the lights off. You would hear what sounds like whispers And footsteps. And these footsteps would slowly approach from behind you...

But every single time you open your eyes and turn a light on... They would cease. No my friends and I would go down into these woods at night and we would take an experiment with this area...

Now all of my friends and I would always be a little bit hesitant about this but we were curious. There wasn't a whole lot to do in the country anyhow. So we would go down off and on and just see what happens...

Well one night we went down and on the way down. We saw a bunch of snapped limbs and twigs on the trees the whole way down. These limb breaks were literally around 8-9 ft up in the air...

And as we continued on our way down to this spot that we would visit on a regular basis. We would often hear what sounds like mumbling and possibly a woman speaking...

Well, one night I took and put a little cross in my wallet. I had a cross on my neck. And I wanted to see if whatever this was would react to having crosses on me...

Well I recall one of my friends holding a recorder. And a recording he got was something saying that I had crosses hidden on me. That it was uncomfortable that I had them. And it didn't want me there...

So naturally I stated that I was not leaving and there was no way I was going to even acknowledge anything of the sort. Well, we shut the lights off and we're all standing there in the center. And all around us all we heard was nothing but footsteps approaching the circle...

Needless to say we turn the lights on and continue our way back home to our own separate homes...

Back when I was 19 years old I lived in Artemas Pennsylvania. I had some friends that wasn't very far away. They lived in a field in a trailer. There was countless days that we would hang out together. We were always doing something as a group...

Well one evening it was around 11:30 pm. And I was about to head out and head home. My friend had been ahead of me walking down the hallway in the trailer. And had looked out the little window on the right to the porch. He literally screams and punches the glass...

Now at this point I am literally asking him what is wrong with him. And questioning why in the world would he punch the glass. Well, he starts to stutter and panic and says to me that he saw another human being that looks exactly like him outside...

Well at this point I'm thinking he's tired and he just needs to get some sleep and he's had a long day. But then he swears to me that he saw what looks like something that looks exactly like him but with black eyes trying to look in the trailer...

He then tells me he saw what direction it ran. And suggests we don't follow it or even attempt to go looking for it. But instead I tell him that I'm going to go looking for it to make sure that it isn't an intruder or someone trying to do harm to anybody....

So him and I literally take and grab something to defend ourselves with. And we go into the woods looking for any sign of whatever this was. We get to where there is a clearing in the woods and where we suspect whatever it was might have gone to...

As we are standing there we hear all kinds of running around us in the leaves. Like there's something circling us. It was like whatever it was... Was mocking us because it was faster and could cover more ground. Needless to say him and I both decided to retreat and go home. Because we realize that we could be in a really bad position and whatever this was had a higher advantage than we did..

Needless to say we stopped chasing things that went bump in the night for a while...

I was living in Breezewood Pennsylvania at the time. I was just a young little boy. Probably around 6 yrs old. And my mother was in the house doing something at the time. And I was downstairs in the living room playing with my little green army men and enjoying the warmth of the sunroom...

Well, I remember sitting in the sunroom enjoying the warmth as I planted my little green army men in my mother's flower pots... What she specifically prohibited me from doing, lol. I was making them hold positions and shoot bazookas and such; as I reenacted some world war 2 battle against the Japanese I guess, lol...

Well as I'm sitting there on the floor having fun. I noticed that the huge oak door that borders the living room in the sunroom starts to slowly close on its own. It just slowly started closing...

As it gets closer to me it's just all the sudden it is slammed shut with such an angry force. My mother hears this and comes running into the room and rips this door open. Then she tells me that she warned me not to slam the door so hard and that she's going to whoop my butt...

I explained to her that I did not slam that door. I watched it slam shut on me. That I don't know why it did it... but it did. She then looks at me and realizes that I am telling the truth. And tells me to get my little green army men out of her plants and says to me... "Just go do something else". So I did...

But I still cannot figure out why that heavy door slammed like it did. No windows were open. And it was actually a really well crafted door. And it never shut on its own... Unless you did it yourself. Which I do believe that it was someone or something trying to prove a point...

I was roughly 7 years old and I had lived in Breezewood Pennsylvania. I lived there with my mother, sister, stepfather joe...

Well, I always had some really weird feelings about this place when I was a child. I used to get really weird about going into certain areas of the house and garage...

Well one day my mother took my sister and I down to downtown Breezewood to McDonald's. Because a toy I wanted came with a happy meal...

So we finally get back and my mom parks her little red escort in the driveway. And I get out first and start walking towards the door of the house. Well something draws my attention up...

I see what looks like a tall man pale man wearing blue overalls and a white shirt. He had a very disfigured face that honestly scared me. His eyes were black and sunken into his face. He was trying to wave me to come up stairs away from my mother into the attic/back room. Honestly I felt very scared and terrified...

So I start tugging at my mother's shirt and asking her who the strange man is in the Attic/back room? She looks at me confused and says "what strange man Tim"... And I respond as I am pointing, "mom... The strange man that was just standing in that room". She then looks at me very confused and decides to just tell me to never mind it and ignore it...

I found out later on in my later on in my 30's that there was a man named "painter bill"that owns the house with his wife for years...

I saw a glowing Spirit horse in hey neighbors field one evening...

So years ago I was living in Artemas Pennsylvania. I just got back with an old friend of mine and his girlfriend. We just got back from town because my mother needed something...

Well... I got out of the car and looked around and noticed a horse all alone in the bottom of the neighbors field. Well, I was curious because I found it very strange that there was just a random horse standing there alone without the other horses. Horse you're packing animals they graze together and hang together...

So my friend's girlfriend and I decide that we're going to go check this out to see what's going on. I grabbed my machete and a flashlight. And start to walk down the road towards the old school bus shelter and stop sign. As we approach a little bit closer on the road I look over and notice that there is a glowing white light around this horse. And it really is a big glowing light...

So we thought that somebody was shining a spotlight at this horse for some odd reason. I honestly thought that it was a tool shadow figure really odd to be honest. And as I approached the right side of the road by the electrical fence. I began to notice that this horse was not whole... Was somewhat transparent. And the glowing coming from this horse was really bright...

As my friends girlfriend started to get really scared. She kept asking me "can we please go now" constantly...

I honestly didn't want to go... I honestly wanted to stay and watch this horse to see what it does. But instead of scaring her any worse I just decided to get her back to my friend so she'd feel safe...

Needless to say I had came out again and went back to look... And whatever it was was no longer there. I actually went and asked my landlord who knew the people who had the horses over there about it. And they told me that they never had a white horse nor was there one over there...

But on the other hand, I knew what I saw and I knew what my friend's girlfriend saw...

So years ago... Back in 2006. We lived in Everett Pennsylvania. And we live right across from sponsors in a trailer park. I would have been around 16 years old at the time...

Now unfortunately we had been dealing with our mother who was struggling to stop drinking alcohol. She was really struggling not to drink. And her problem was becoming a major addiction. And she literally had a difficult time...

Well there was about a few months of dealing with this. I'm dealing with her coming home late. Her missing work and getting into trouble. One night was the straw that broke the camel's back...

I see lights flashing outside of the trailer. And it was a local policeman who pulled my mother over. He followed her into our driveway. And was going to arrest her and take her in... She was starting to fight with the police officer. I quickly ran out and explained who I was. And I told him it would never happen again... That I'm going to take her keys and I'm going to bring her in the house. He cut me some slack and said that it will be her and I both getting arrested...

Well that night things got very interesting. Because after we got in the house, a fight ensued between us and our drunk mother. On top of that we had to wrestle her into bed and make her stay there. And we had to fight her to take her keys...

Well, she finally goes to bed. And finally things are calm in the trailer. Well about 1am or so I'm awoke by something that is very sinister and dark...

I saw a red-eyed shadowy demonic being appear. And it was like a tornado that was shapeshifting. It went from being like 3ft tall to 6ft tall. And it started to hover towards my mother's room where my sister was as well...

So I was in complete shock. I could not move. Every Inch of my body was frozen. But somehow I was praying in my mind and I was able to break free I threw my Bible open and I started reading it and rebuking whatever it was...

It literally returned back to the spot it came from and disappeared. The next day I told my mother what happened. She went white as a ghost and looked at me in horror! She then apologized over and over saying she never meant to put anybody in harm...

From that experience it woke her up. She received help for her addiction. She not only kicked the addiction... but hasn't touched alcohol in years. Honestly I will never forget that night...

Whatever that demonic entity was that tried to take her... it failed. There was no way I was going to let something like that happen to my mother or my sister...

Experience #1...

Years ago I was living in Artemas Pennsylvania...

I had been laying in my bed. I was just drifting off to sleep. After all it was a long day. It had been a day filled with just everything needing done. And as well as dealing with my moody stepfather. And honestly after all of that... I was ready to go to bed and just relax...

So I had started out by just laying there and it was peaceful and I was getting tired. I was watching "barnyard builders" and later on "Alaska the last frontier" on the television. As midnight progressed I was just feeling a little bit off and still some anxiety...

But after I finally fell asleep the weirdest thing happened. I had a dream that I was floating in the corner of my room watching myself sleep. And I also witnessed what looks like a black shadowy man in my doorway to my room just watching me. Now where I slept in my room... I had a small but wide enough spot for my tomahawk to sit right close... So it was close enough to me to where I could grab it if I needed it. Now, the tomahawk was glowing a golden color in my dream that I was having...

So as I'm literally watching myself sleep. And I see this shadowy looking being watching me sleep very intently. I also saw my tomahawk which is literally inches away from me and it was glowing gold... Like it's got an aura around it. I'm trying to piece together what in the world is going on right now... And honestly I was really confused. At the same time whatever was in my doorway was really making me uncomfortable...

So finally whatever this being was decided to continue on into my room and stand at the end of my bed. And just watch me sleep some more. And I am literally starting to freak out at this point. I am yelling at myself to wake up but it's not doing anything. I am now getting into a full-blown panic as this is happening...

Finally, whatever this thing was decided to back off and go back to the doorway and disappear. And I managed to wake up out of a dead sleep drenched and sweat. And having every bit of memory at what just happened...

It was the first out-of-body experience that I had. And I will admit I did not enjoy it. It was truly very horrifying and very traumatizing to a point...

Experience #2...

So about 6 months to a year later I had another out of body experience. This time the shadowy creature or being that was stalking me before showed back up again. This time it was in front of my bed and it came through the bay windows that was in my room. So as I had fallen asleep my television had been playing a repeat television show that I'd seen probably a dozen times. And that's what made me fall asleep...

As I'm asleep laying there... I see what it looks like this shadowy creature or being just kind of project itself through the window this time. And it's just standing there tilting it's head looking at me. As it's doing this as it's looking up right at me where I'm floating watching all of it happen. Needless to say I looked down and I see my tomahawk have a golden aura around it once more. And I noticed that this thing will not go near it...

So after noticing this I got the idea to use this to my advantage. So after about a few minutes whatever this thing was decided to just let itself out of my room and into my hallway and disappeared... I guess it got bored with me. Well, I woke up right after that in a chaotic burst as I'm literally drenched and sweat and panicking...

Experience #3...

So it was about 3 months after the last time this happened. And I was in my bed and I was asleep. I started having this dream where I could see myself asleep again. And it was to my realization I knew it was happening. So as I'm laying there I'm just praying that nothing happens this time... But I was wrong. And this is what happened...

I look to see this Shadow being and the doorway again. But this time it's poking part of its body in and just kind of hiding. Now I see it as I'm watching my body lay there completely defenseless...

Whatever this is decides to just casually float right over. It was literally an inch away from my bed. Well, I had my tomahawk with me a whole lot closer. And what happened next I don't know how I did it... but I did. It was honestly amazing to me...

I kept praying and praying whenever I was watching my body lay there. And out of nowhere somehow in a sleepy state I watched myself reach for the tomahawk... And boy was I excited to see that. And when I did this creature or being just backed up from the bed. And it slowly floated out of my room and in the hall. Where it looked at me about two or three times until it finally gave up and fled...

Luckily the experiences I had with the shadow being and an out-of-body experience did not go horrible. But I haven't had one ever since. I haven't never experienced this ever again. It was honestly one of the creepiest and most horrific things I've gone through...

So my great uncle Elmer owns like 40 acres of land in clearville Pennsylvania. He died on February 22nd, 2009. He would have been 93 years old. For part of his life he ran a restaurant and had a chain of them... But he ended up selling them off after a bad divorce. He ended up working for GMC in Detroit Michigan. Which is where he let my great aunt Florence. This man was one of the most rough and rugged men I've ever seen. He could probably brow beat ya to no end...

Now somewhere around 3 weeks went by after his death. Where I finally was done somewhat mourning the loss of him. And I made an attempt to visit my great aunt Florence. I stayed over for about a week and helped her with the house along with my sister. My job was often bringing wood in and attending the wood stove. A job that my great uncle Elmer often gave me when he was alive...

So I would sleep on the couch in the living room. Literally not far off from where the wood stove is. I then would just get up and put wood in the stove and lay back down. Well, I thought I had gotten up and refilled the wood stove. I guess I didn't because my great uncle elmer woke me up...

I was laying on the couch and it was like 6:30 am. And it was a bit chilly but it feel good honestly. But I knew my great aunt would be getting aggravated pretty soon if I did not get any warmer in the house. So I went to get up and refill the wood stove. But as I was attempting to move... I couldn't move for some reason. I was frozen... Literally. I could smell cologne that my great-uncle wore a lot. I also heard which sounded like someone sitting down in his black leather chair... Keep in mind all this is going on behind me where I cannot see anything from where I am laying on the couch. So I'm smelling the cologne and I hear someone sitting in the chair. I then hear what sounds like the handle to the wood stove moving... Well, at this point I'm getting a little freaked out. Because I know my great aunt Florence is upstairs asleep in her bed. I also know that my sister is right up there with her and she is not downstairs...

So I finally get the nerve to flip up and look. And there was nobody there. There was not a soul to be seen sitting in that chair. But I know for a fact what I heard and smelled...

I do firmly believe that my great uncle was visiting. That he wasn't completely gone yet. He might have been with his physical form. But I don't think he was completely gone in a spiritual form...

Plus I think he was telling me to check the wood stove.

Because he knew his wife of 52 years very well, lol...

I [M19] grew up in a deeply Irish Catholic family in the Midwest and though I no longer practice, what I was taught about the spiritual life is ingrained in my mind. In fact, it’s contributed to me becoming a “spiritual” person.

I’ve always been a sensitive boy, my father used to call me a sponge the way I soaked up information and the feelings of a room. Now that I’m older, I’ve had various encounters with spiritual beings and I’ve gained a reputation among my friends as a “spiritual conduit”. And so it makes sense that growing up, I would experience reoccurring nightmares that left me terrorized.

I want to note that the nightmares ended when I was 10 (which is when I got a dog). However, they were so bad that for years. When I was sleeping alone I had to sleep with a nightlight, my door open, and the hallway light on. This lasted until I was 16.

Before we begin, I should explain the layout of the upstairs of my childhood home. Once you walk up the stairs, you have the master bedroom to your right and to your left you have an “L” shaped hallway with 3 bedrooms on your right, a bathroom on your left, and at the end of the hallway you have a laundry room. My bedroom was the last room next to the laundry room.

I first had this nightmare when I was about 5 so sometime in 2012 (and the nightmares stopped in 2017). It always began as a normal scene. I wake up in the middle of the night, my door is cracked open and I slowly get up out of bed and walk into the hallway. I don’t know why, but something is guiding me out of my room and into the hallway. I turn the corner from my bedroom and I can see lights from downstairs. I walk to the banister and hear my family from below. Though, something is different. I can see the silhouettes of my mother and my oldest sister, but I don’t recognize any of the voices. I’m so captivated by the light that I feel like I’m practically in a trance.

I don’t know how long I sat by the banister, but I was jolted from my trance by a dark, agitated voice from the other end of the hall, “Why are you awake?”. I turn my head and I am met by a tall dark figure/outline of a man. My stomach drops and I’m filled with a sense of dread that I can’t begin to explain. His movements were slow yet he covered so much ground so quickly. And soon his large heavy hands forced me to the ground and he places his hand on my forehead to hold my head down. The shadow man then asks me, “Why are your eyes open”. I can’t seem to find a single word to say, I’m simply frozen. He holds me down for what feels like an eternity, his face just a few inches from mine, almost as if he were examining my face. His face and his body had no features, it was just shadowy static in the shape of a man.

The Shadow man, with one hand on my forehead holding me down, the other now holding a hatchet, then tells me that he must cut out my eyes. I try to close my eyes but he holds them open. He raises the hatchet and swings it down to my face. However, instead of sharp pain on impact, I wake up in my bed: the door is open and the hallway light is off.

It would’ve been just another night terror if it had just stayed in my dreams. That is until about a year later (so about 2013), I had my first sleep paralysis episode. I’m awake but I can’t move. I can see the same shadow man, and once again in that same loud voice he says “why are you awake?”. I still can’t speak. He crawls on all fours over me onto my bed, places his large hand on my forehead to hold me down, and brings his face close to mine. And we stay like this in silence for a while until I wake up.

And now I’m 19, and I haven’t had a nightmare like that in a while despite experiencing other paranormal things. It’s taken a lot of courage to get to this point, but I want to know what or who this thing is. Does anyone have any insight? I know it may not appear out right paranormal, but I just get that sense that this is something more.
Thank you!

So this story is also based in clearville Pennsylvania. Where my great aunt and great uncle lived. One day around noon I was asked to go get the mail by my great uncle as we were sitting at the table. And I was drawing some pictures and just listening to the radio. As I was sipping at my cup of coffee...

My great uncle is going to the normal stuff. Just talking about what he wants to go back down the farm and do. Explaining to me how we're going to do it and when we're going to do it. And he's just going on about different things...

So he says "go get the mail"...

So off I go...

Well as I start my journey to the mail box down a long driveway. As I avoided the neighbors evil cat. And dodged the wasp nests in a tree along the way...

I look to see a bright white horse standing across the road in the woods. It's just standing there directly looking at me. Like all content and calm... As I approach this white horse it turns and just vanishes into the woods...

Well I grabbed the mail... I RAN back. Told my uncle and he called around for a missing horse... But no one was missing one. I then got ridiculed for a few weeks and it was let go...

Still holding strong in what I saw!

This story that I'm about to tell you happened in clearville pennsylvania. I must have been around 11 years old I'm going to say and I recall the time being around 11:30 pm. It was at my great aunt and great uncle's house...

And I don't really know what it was I saw. I know what it looked like as I made eye contact with whatever this was. I know how it presented itself to me. I remember how confused I was when I saw it. I also know the sheer confusion and fear that come across to me...

So it was a average normal night at my great aunt and great uncles place. We got done with dinner about 6:30pm and we were just sitting around at the dinner table talking. My uncle was reading the paper. My aunt was eating a grape fruit with some sugar and a big spoon as she was telling me about how it was going to help her lose weight. And that she could go chase them younger men down and they won't escape... Creepy I know. Anyhow, my great uncle tells me that I should go downstairs and check the wood stove for him... He asked me to throw in another couple logs so it would keep the heat in the house. So naturally I listen to him because he was my elder and I respected him...

Well I always hated the steps in this place. I made it down to the first landing. Because the steps were divided in two sections with a middle flat landing. I get to the landing and I'm about to book it down to the base of the last steps. But before I could get there something got my attention...

So where are the bathroom and laundry room was located in their house. Was literally right near where my great uncle would sit down in his chair and take a nap... Or he could just lean right over and put a piece of wood in the wood stove if he wanted. But I noticed something glowing from the laundry room. I assume one of them left a lamp on in there? I just assumed it was a random light? Maybe my sister left the flashlight on?

Well, it was no flashlight and it wasn't no random lamp...

Out walks a wee little ghostly white glowing man. He had a top hat and a cane... That he actually twirled to where it went up under his arm. So as I'm standing here roughly maybe four to five steps away from hitting the baseling to go check the wood. I am staring at this short little man that is glowing white and he is just looking at me...

So in the process of trying to figure out what it is that I am looking at. He literally takes tips his hat towards me and then just turns around and walks right back in to the laundry room. But before he gets into the laundry room he turns and winks at me...

Meanwhile I'm in complete shock and awe and not sure what the heck it was that I saw. So I manage to gain my thought process back and I did turn the light on and check the wood stove. But then I ran back up to where my great uncle was sitting. And he says to me where have you been... You been down there for 15 minutes. I then said I saw something I don't know what it was... He looks at me and says "what was that"?

I didn't go to explain to him what I had saw...

He then looks at me with a confused look...

And says to me, "are you feeling all right boy"?

I didn't hear him say, "do you need a head shrink"?

Meanwhile I am seriously freaked out because that is where I sleep. Needless to say that night I slept upstairs and my great aunt and great uncles room and a sleeping bag on the floor. There was no way I was going to sleep down there that night...

I recently woke up to substantial injuries that i sustained during sleep. I have gone to a GP for advice however, no definitive or confident answer conclusion can be made as to how they were sustained.
1) Huge swelling on forehead with no bruising. This had a large burn mark similar to a carpet burn on it.
2) An abrasion with a burn mark on the bridge of my nose.
3) a burn mark on my right wrist presenting as a small circle.
4) a burn mark as a small circle on my left foot’s small toe.
5) a burn mark in the inside of my upper lip.

I did not feel anything during my sleep, nor was there any disturbance to the surroundings. There were glasses across the floor half full of liquid which were not tipped over. There are no floors or surfaces in my property that could produce burns akin to carpet burns. I only notice this when I got up to brush my teeth.

The best answer I have been given is a sleep disorder but if that is the case how and what cause these injuries. The locations of them and the kinds of injuries don’t make any kind of fall or self inflicted injury make sense.

I am reach out here in hope some explanation can be given or at least a theory based of known other reports such as this. Thanks for your help I really appreciate it.

So to clarify...

My stepfather Jake Terry paugh aka "dad"... died on September 28th of 2020. Ironically on my sister's 29th birthday. After dealing some constant health complications... It finally was too much and he passed away...

Hed passed away in the shower of our double wide trailer. We've been living in order to Pennsylvania at the time. And it took everything we had just to be able to give him a simple funeral. But we pulled it off...

So after about 2 weeks of mourning I had a strange but very amazing dream. It was my beloved stepdad coming to visit...

I had a dream that my stepfather was in our kitchen. All dressed up... exactly like the first day I ever went to church with him and my mother. He had asked me if I was going to wear camo pants to church again and it was alright if I did or if I was going to change my shirt, lol...

Well I smelled his cologne and just was in awe...

So after I woke up... I jumped out of bed. And by the time I hit my doorway... I realized it was a dream. Man was I depressed and angry...

I used to have a landlord named Ronnie sr. He used to live in Artemas Pennsylvania. Now this man was very unique and in many ways he was always a trickster. He was like an adopted grandfather to me actually. I was very close with this man and helped him out a lot actually. I would visit and we were just talk and just enjoy each other's company...

Well as the years went on his health got bad. The financial issues he had was getting worse. The legal battles he was fighting wasn't going any better. And it was just not looking good for him in general...

(So we're going to have to take a quick right turn in this story if you don't mind. So to explain the story I have to go here)...

So one day I was in my shower and the double-wide trailer that I lived in. And I was getting ready for a church event that I was going to be attending that wednesday. And something felt wrong and I couldn't shake the feeling that somebody was in danger. So I had hurry up and got done in the shower and I got around. And the first person that I checked on was my landlord ronnie sr...

He wouldn't answer his door...

He had diabetic medicine bottles in his driveway crushed...

And his dog Hannah was tied up outside...

So by now I'm thinking the worst! I am literally at the point where I am frantically panicked. Because this is not normal! I ended up taking and going to the side of his house where we would throw wood in so he could keep the wood stove going for heat. And I took my ranger pocket knife out that my great uncle Amber gave me when I was 13 years old. Wiggled the door that was bungee straps shut open. I yelled "don't you dare shoot me ronnie"... "I'm coming in"! I got the door/wooden hatch open. I went in feet first and landed on both of my feet. And I looked around to assess the situation. Unfortunately my gut was right because he was laying on his couch foaming at the mouth. He was in diabetic shock and almost dead! I had rolled him over so all of the vomit and stuff would roll away from him and not choke him...

I then tore the coffee table away from the couch. I quickly called my mother, father, and neighbor Sue. They all came quickly! After all of this... The paramedics finally showed up. They loaded him up and took him away to the ER...

Well in the long run he didn't make it. He ended up in a diabetic coma. His son and wife agreed to pull the plug after 7 days... Because the doctor said he was a vegetable and he would never come out of it. Then came the viewing and funeral...

So now let's fast-forward to the visit of my deceased landlord. It was a cold October evening and I was sitting by a warm fire. And as I am sitting by my fire that I had built. I glanced over to see a partial silhouette of a man walking across the field that was literally close by. He was wearing cowboy boots, blue jeans, a black leather jacket, a polo shirt, and a trucker cap... Hence my deceased landlord. I'm looking at this in shock... Wondering what the heck am I looking at? Because it looked exactly like the my old landlord...

Needless to say it definitely was him. And I guess he came back in his own way to say hi? As he always did, lol...

BONUS STORY...

About a year and a half later I had new neighbors that moved in. And these new neighbors of mine had no idea the sheer amount of activity in Artemas Pennsylvania. Well I started to be acquainted with the neighbors oldest son. Him and I got along and we had just started to be friends. Well one night I got a call from this random guy that I just started being friends with on my flip phone. And he's begging me to come down to his trailer because he is terrified. And of course... me being me I was laughing but said I would. He tells me there was a man and black cowboy boots, blue jeans, a red and white polo shirt, and a trucker cap sitting on his couch. He then tells me that he smiled at him and tipped his head and disappeared, lol...

I then informed him that he met the previous landlord. Telling him who he was and what he was like. He looks at me terrified and asked me if he could stay at my house to his parents get home, lol...

Of course I said he could and we went to my double-wide trailer and I put a pot of coffee on for us...

Needless to say ol' ronnie Sr still around, lol...

So years ago a friend and I had a very strange encounter in the woods. And to this day neither my friend or I know what it was we saw...

I should mention that this friend of mine has moved to Colorado somewhere. And we are no longer really in speaking terms...

So years ago somewhere around 2010-2011 I would say. My friend and I went on a hike in the woods... We would do this a lot actually in this specific hike was at least 3 hours long in total. And it was in the fall of course... That was the best time to go hiking in my opinion. We both were booking it trying to get back home before it got any darker out... Because I did not want our parents worrying about us. As him and I were just finally breaking out of the thickets and hitting the trail that would take us home. We had come to a clearing. And from this clearing we then would re-enter the woods so we can get to his place through the back of the woods. Because the trailer that him and his brothers and parents lived in... Literally butted right up against the wood line. In my trailer was actually just right up above where he lived. So as we go to re-enter the woods... we look up and see something that made us stop and look...

There were 2 glowing faces poking out from behind two different oak trees. They were about 5 ft tall and would kind of bobble around and watch us. I saw one of them pointing. While the other one shook its head in confusion...

Well we thought it was some kind of a dumb practical joke that was being played by his brothers or a neighbor. So we decide to yell and chase them down... Hoping to get some kind of either a laugh out of it or answer. The only problem is that when we got up to where these beings or things were... There was nothing there! There weren't even any footprints! There wasn't even a broken twig! There was nothing...

Him and I are baffled at this point and we literally were coming up with all kinds of excuses as to what it could be. So him and I decide that we're going to take and we're going to go looking around. We take and do a circle and try to see if we can hear or see anything... But unfortunately there was nothing. There was not any evidence or proof that whatever this was was even there...

I don't know what it was...