My grandmother left my sister in inheritance a cozy private house in the nearest suburb. And in the summer I spend a lot of time with her - I help with the housework, but to be honest, for me it’s a vacation, it’s nice to get out of the city. One day it was hot, my sister was at work, I was worn out, and I fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.
I woke up to hear the front door slam. Through a dream I thought that it was my sister who had returned early and did not wake up - especially since before that we had a little quarrel with her, and I was offended by her.
Out of the corner of my ear, someone is busy in the corridor, breathing heavily, as if running and out of breath, the sounds are closer and closer …
I don't even know at what point I realized that this was not a sister. I can't explain it to you, only I had a complete feeling that some kind of energy clot burst into the room, like a rolling ball.
Even the air was filled with electricity. I was lying on the sofa facing the wall and physically felt how IT pressed me to the sofa, depriving me of the ability to move or turn.
It felt like a concrete slab had piled on, and not just a slab - it was still sucking the energy out of me, a terrible weakness suddenly rolled over me, then irresistible drowsiness, my eyelids were heavy, I could not even open my eyes. Then I fell into darkness.
How long I lay like that, I don't know. When I woke up, everything was calm in the room. I jumped off the couch and rushed into the street, to the people, I was just afraid to be alone in the house. I do not know if it was really a brownie, or maybe some other entity, so I will not speak.
In the same house another story happened to me. The doors between the rooms are arranged so that they have small glass inserts, like windows. And then one day, when I was leaving a large room into the corridor, mechanically looking through one of these windows, I saw that someone was standing in the corridor.
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I took a closer look - and this is a little boy, about 4-5 years old, thin, with long blond hair, in a loose white shirt and in wide trousers, you know how peasant children used to go.
I look at him, and he looks at me from behind the door. This went on for several seconds, then it seemed to melt, leaving behind only a slight haze.
I returned to the room and sat there for some time until my sister returned from the yard. Then she asked if she had seen anything unusual in the hallway. But no, she didn't notice anything.
Then I told her about it, but she only laughed at me, attributing it to my excessively played imagination. This story was continued after a couple of weeks, when we were sitting in the kitchen with my girlfriends. And my sister is with us.
Well, they were sitting, talking, I had my back to the corridor, my friend Tanya was opposite me. Suddenly I see that she is no longer looking at me, but somewhere behind my back, her eyes focused on one point. I ask her what happened, what interested her so much?
I turn around - everything seems to be as usual. And then Tanya asked not to laugh at her and admitted that for a few seconds she saw a little boy behind me.
I asked how he looked - she described exactly the picture that I already mentioned above: blond long hair, a loose white shirt, the same pants … My sister again did not believe, she began to say that we were playing her, that we were on purpose conspired to laugh at her and scare her.
We, of course, tried to dissuade her, but in vain. But for me it was also important information, I made sure that I did not go crazy, and that all these were not glitches.
And one more incident, which, however, happened already at home. My mother worked then in an ambulance, so I often had to stay alone in the evenings, I got used to it. Only this time it was a little different.
It all started with the fact that my dog behaved somehow unusual. For some reason, she categorically refused to go into my arms, on the contrary, she shied away and hid from me under the bed.
I tried to lure her, but without much success. Finally, I gave up this occupation, thinking that she was in a bad mood. She waved her hand and went to bed.
I had an unpleasant dream, in which I saw myself in some strange house - dilapidated and old. I stood on the threshold, and in the room on the table I saw a gramophone - it was working, some kind of record was spinning on it, only it was not releasing music, but a real creaky cacophony.
For some reason, in a dream, I had to go into the room, but I was very scared. Finally I made up my mind, went in, but when I passed the table, I heard some noise behind me, turned around, and at that moment something hit me hard in the face, right on the lower jaw.
From the pain I woke up - I felt bad, my head hurt badly, and I could not touch the right half of my face. I opened my eyes and saw someone standing next to my bed - in the dark I could only make out a tall, thin silhouette, nothing else.
This in itself was scary, but even worse was the fact that I just physically felt what anger and aggression emanated from him. I don’t know how to explain it, but I felt that he hated me.
I could not move, the only thing I could do was close my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, he was still there, then gradually began to move away from my bed, towards the exit of the room.
The door was open and, in the end, he just disappeared - disappeared into the hallway. Only after that I was “released”. I was able to crawl out of bed, reach the switch, and turn on the light. She lay down on the bed again, covered her head with a blanket, and after a while fell asleep.
The very next day I thought about it and decided that he was probably present next to me all evening, since my usually affectionate dog did not want to come up to me in any way. She probably saw him, but I did not.
What was it and why was it behaving so aggressively towards me? I did not dream or dreamed of anything, but for several days I felt pain in my jaw on the right side, to such an extent that it was difficult for me to even open my mouth.
Here are a few such cases that happened to me. Perhaps believers would call such phenomena the intrigues of evil spirits. As for me, I think the devil has nothing to do with it.
In my opinion, just next to us there is some other world, which sometimes manifests itself in one way or another. Our ancestors, faced with such phenomena, not being able to explain them, called them evil spirits.
I believe that they can come to us, for example, to feed our energy or something like that. That is why, as a rule, they are seen by those who can be called mentally unstable, who are ready to scatter their energy left and right, who do not know how to store it, for example, children, old people or people with heightened emotionality. They are easy prey for them. And yes - it can be quite dangerous, because, for example, every time after such a meeting I felt bad, my legs trembled, and there was a terrible weakness in my body. But maybe someday we will be able to make friends with them and even get some benefit from this?
Author: Inna Kondaurova