Welcome to Heart-Throbbing Thursday where I share a creepy story in the spirit of Halloween. Tonight, I will be sharing a story based on true events. A story that will leave you with goosebumps..
After the horrifying experience I witnessed the night before, paranormal activity was starting to occur every night for a month straight with only me witnessing it. I anxiously asked my whole family that resided in the same house as me, if they experienced anything peculiar at night and they all declined. I crept through each day in fear of what nightfall may bring. Each night, I experienced something unusual and creepy. I would feel fingers crawling on me, or my leg being pulled, creepy noises or horrifying figures in the corner of my shared room. Every morning, I would wake up exhausted and absolutely petrified of what occurred the nights prior. I felt like a zombie dragging through the day to only meet my doom at night. I persistently asked God to protect me, but apparently I was meant to experience these happenings because God didn’t grant my wish. I felt cursed, haunted and set apart from reality. Nothing or no one could save me from having this constant nightmare. I was miserable and felt the need to isolate myself from everyone because I was different. I was the secret witch of the family. I was officially alone in this, and frightened. I question during the day how long will this last? When will I be rescued from this dark hell that I am living when the sun goes down? I thought I found redemption when I didn’t experience anything paranormal for a week, until the 8th night, when I witnessed the most malevolent, wicked and corrupt being that I have ever seen…..
Tune in next Thursday for what happens next….