My Life is CRAZY.

I know this is going to be short, just for the fact that there isn’t much to say right now. What I can say, is my life is getting interesting, scary, boring, and various other things. It’s like I’m shedding the old and coming with the new. I may not have had so much happen to me but it has been far more active.

The fact of the matter is, this is me, this is how I see life. Everyone has their own perceptions of what is and what isn’t. There is no solid truth because there is all kinds of truths. Recently, maybe a few weeks back I can’t really recall– I was attacked by something, left the biggest hand print on my face. I think I was slapped now that I think about it. The dryness and not really sting but sorta like that reminds me of a slap that hit really hard.

I didn’t even know about it until I looked in the mirror– I’m vain as hell (oh well). I do know that when I woke up the second time after having some serious dream/maybe real experience, that I thought I might have cried or something because of the fact that it felt funny on one side. It was then that I’d seen the huge hand print red as hell. Scared the heck out of me. The fingers were kinda guy like because of how big they were. (I’d already tried to rationalize that I might have pressed my hand on my face hard in my sleep. But of course my fingers are much smaller than the print.)

I sent my friend and boyfriend pictures of my face, both were shocked. I hadn’t mentioned this in the beginning, but before the print and weird dream thing I saw some guy hovering over me he was kinda heavy set it looked like. Close to my friend’s body type. So I basically told him to fuck off and go away since I was tired. I made sure to ask my friend immediately after I saw the print then sent him the photos. I don’t know if he ever found out what happened, but I’m sure as hell curious. I can’t help but feel he holds far too much back from me. It’s annoying, but then again I can’t control what he does.

The dream thing though, that had to be the weirdest of the entire time. I woke up again after the whole hovering over my body thing. To my room full of people, like my entire room had someone watching me. It was both unsettling and freaked the shit out of me. I know that when I finally woke up I was very unhinged and panicky.  Minus the deranged part. I don’t usually show how I feel when I’m scared or anything like that, it’s all mostly internal unless it’s a fun kind of scared such as jump scares from a game. But when I’m really scared and it’s not a cool situation it’s inside and I deal with it accordingly.

This blog is only for my experiences, so you won’t see me talking about anything else but my supernatural stuff. I can’t complain, I wanted more eye openers– pun not intended. I want more crazy stuff to happen to me. I want to learn how to deal with more things like this. If you want to see the pictures, I posted them to my Twitter. That’s the direct link to the post.

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I don’t Understand.

I’m finding it terribly hard to understand things lately. And to be honest I’m not sure I want to. Don’t get me wrong, I know there are things in this world that are hard to explain.

Recently… My family and I were attacked by a incubus. I never thought I’d meet one, I have a handle on my shit. He was attracted by my mother, and she’s highly psychic but doesn’t know what to do with her abilities. He’d been waking her up for almost a month or two. I dropped it as my mom would figure out how to remove him.

It not being my problem and what not– (I know, I know. I’m a selfish cunt hush.) however. I wasn’t expecting him to come to me at all. And the first time I woke up in the dead of night and saw him. I screamed fucking loud, I don’t feel bad. The guy was like 7 feet tall and I could see part of his face. (Mind you I’m just starting to be able to connect with spirits and the like.)

Well, my family didn’t know I was a tarot reader til recent. I mean they knew I owned the cards, but didn’t know what I was about or doing. So the next morning or so, my mother’s boyfriend confronts me about work. And I told him– to take this short he pretty much said I had to cut my shit because it was MY fault this incubus was haunting my mother. Which is a lie, he attached himself to her, I hadn’t anything to do with it. I didn’t stop because reading is my life. And I know I’m not doing anything wrong but helping others. Religious people take things too far me thinks… Anywho– the next day after that I woke up sometime early in the morning I’m not sure what time but I know it was just before sunset.

I see these eyes, staring at me from my door way. I screamed a little but it wasn’t so loud it was like a really loud gasp.(Scrasp hue)  But my house is small enough you hear everything. He disappears and I go back to sleep. This guy was so persistent in waking me up. He woke me up shortly after, this time I was like “Go away.” I was pretty pissed. I think he was trying to rape and posess me at one point because I kept waking up to jolts of energy on different parts of my body but I felt so tired I didn’t do anything about it. I just ended up passing back out each time. Finally, it was when I felt pain near my private area and it felt a little weird. That I woke up. But didn’t know what to do about it, so I went back to sleep. Basically the entire night I was woken up a lot. I had to sleep with amy brightest lamp and my night-light. Yes, twenty and sleeping with a night-light. Sue me.

I was so scared and angry at the same time. After that I wasn’t to be messed with, because I stayed up for like two days straight protecting my family and blocking him out of my thoughts. He wanted to do bad things to us. I can’t stress that enough. Basically I had to spend two weeks trying to clear my name and take the blame because the house was basically calling me a witch and that I did this. Still kinda hurts to think about it still. Nobody trusted me enough to help them. I’ve just been giving protection things from different sites I use. I really even resorted to wicca, which isn’t bad it’s doing the job. Pretty well I think. Anyways– the guy, I later found out his name is Pan– but not really Pan, just like a short name I suppose?

My friend pretty much came to help, and we’ve never been better. Pan really strengthened our bond a little. He let Pan posess him, and Pan started to do things to him. And him being into dark shit. Black Magick, really didn’t help, my friend is weak mind and body so you can imagine what he was trying with him. I know all of this sounds fake. But even now I worry for my loved ones. I’m constantly on guard, and tbh it’s not terrible but it’s really draining. I’m not sure how this will end… Lets just hope he doesn’t come back. It’s been a long month. This obviously isn’t everything, but it’s enough for you to get the idea.

Am I a cartoon character?

Everything slowly changes for me as time moves forward

I think as a first post this is going to be something worth reading. Or well I hope, I still can’t believe it happened, I feel like I’m a comic book character. Anyways… A lot of weird things have been happening lately. After I quit my job back in July, I have been pretty closed off from my abilities. At first it was small things, feeling people (no perve) and their energy then spirits started to bug me and my mother a lot more. A friend of mine had her wedding recently, I was a brides maid. She had me over at her house for her bach party, I got drunk and then started feeling like someone was watching me waaaaay late into the night when it was just three or four of us.

I shrugged it off being that I was drunk and shit. But after everyone went to go to bed I passed out maybe half an hour later not feeling tired at all. I wake up out of no where and see a pair of eyes floting towards me flying close to the ceiling. I flipped and sent a text to my boyfriend, freaking out on him. He ended up going to bed– I didn’t sleep until four a.m. The next day when I woke up, everyone left, so I decided to clean. My friend has these decorations hanging up on one of her archways and one of them fell right after I had just finished cleaning. The tape was fine and they stayed up for however long she had them up there for. Mind you I put up with some buuuuulllshit during those three days. I call those horrid days The Three Days Of Hell. I told my friend about the things that happened and she said the complex she’s in is haunted with mischievious spirits. It’d make sense since I wasn’t hurt or anything negative.

I think it attached itself to me, because days after I’d have shit moved around… Not that it bothers me now. Now for my most recent experience, it was maybe almost a week ago, I wanted to watch this live stream from YouTube. They’re called LiveScifi, one of the guys was doing an EVP sess while another person doing EVP’s went to the bathroom. It felt like she was in there forever and it was a weird night in general.

However, when this guy did the EVP I’d just turned off my lights and crawled into bed to build the ambience. I put my hand on my amethyst cluster, the streams screen froze in place almost immediately. But the audio was still going and I swear to god I could hear a growly – grouchy sounding voice either talking to him in the recorder. Or dare I say it, talking to me, it felt like it was talking to me directly. It was crazy, I am still thinking I’m crazy.  The screen was still frozen and it stayed that way for two minutes ’til I refreshed the entire page. Audio was still going those two minutes. After I refreshed it, went back to normal. I tried talking in the chat about it and nobody answered me. So either it never happened or the chat moved too fast. Still freaks me out, I didn’t hear the same thing on the recorder when he plaid it back.

Eventually I passed out and woke up out of a dead sleep to see eyes and a partial head looking at me through a window farthest from me. I saw it through the mirror facing me and my windows. The spirit was outside not inside I should note. All I could do at that point was say, “I see you, I see you!” it moved away from my furthest window to the window right next to me. Slowly it tapped signalling that it/he was moving closer to me. So I shut my window after I heard the last tap right next to me. I didn’t see it when it backed away but I could feel it’s presence.

Ever since last week now the streams do that to me they freeze in place for two or three seconds. It feels weird talking about this on a blog. I have countless other stories… Buuuut I don’t think I’ll be displaying old news.