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Confessions of an Phasmophobic
Wednesday, January 16, 2008/ 8:00 PM
I am a christian. And i am a strong believer of Christ. But one thing that i liked to do sometimes, is looking at Chinese ornaments and statues. Why? i feel that Chinese statues and ornaments have beautiful sculptors. Some potters carved well-skilled pottery that i cannot take my eyes off but to just look at it for the longest moment i had. One day, while i was walking pass this temple, i saw these large sculptors that were outside the temple, they were so interesting, so well-craved. I had to get going as i had something else on. As i slowly walked off, something urged me to stayed on. "What was it?" , the only thought that went through my mind. I was desperately rushing for time. So, i left without taking a second look at the temple. That night, as i drifted off to sleep and with my eyes tightly closed. I felt a presence moving directly above me. It felt as if the presence was facing me. Knowing that my elder does sleepwalk, i tried to continue to go back to sleep, thinking that the presence was just my elder sister. Few minutes later, i felt a presence in front of me again. Feeling irritated, i immediately opened my eyes and was even planning to wake my elder sister from her sleep walking habits. But, when i opened my eyes, my elder sister was soundly asleep on her bed. What was it above me? I used to not believe that spirits that has yet to rest in peace would come wondering around my house or even my room. Nevertheless, I only believed that angels from heaven and the holy spirit will always be around me to protect me. This time, i feared for the worst. What just could it be?! Was it a ghost? Spirit? Or maybe an angel. I tried to get back to sleep. I held my eyes so tightly together yet another presence was above me. I felt as if it was few centimetres away from my face. I even felt as if it was staring at me. I prayed and prayed. Eventually, i prayed to sleep. The next morning, i woke up finding myself looking at the corner of my room, i saw a blurred figure. It looked like a man. It was waving its hand at me and smiling. He look like a lecher. I was afraid. i thought it was my imagination only. But for days, it followed me wherever i went. When i was in school, this figure would be either squatting at a corner of a room or walking through the door countless times. And, when i was at home, even as i wanted to enter the toilet to bathe, i felt it presence beside me . It was scaring me. I kept feeling its presence whenever i closed my eyes. It would not leave. It kept on bugging me. Why? Why was this happening to me? I could not take it anymore! Few nights later, i sat by the side of my bed and wept. Suddenly, i kept on screaming non-stop . My brother even said i behaved as if i was possessed. In my mind, was only the image of that figure waving to me. I talked to my mother about this figure that looked a man , and was following me wherever i went and that it would not stop waving its hand! He was definitely not a good man that was seeking some help. He was leaving fear in me. I was so afraid of being alone. I needed and wanted company wherever i went , just to make me feel safe. And when i say company, i meant real humans. My mother invited the church pastor over and he prayed with me, he also prayed over the whole house. Finally, i felt so much more secure. But, i still did continue to see the exact same guy. My mother surfed the web and tried many ways through Christianity to make me feel safe. It was only weeks later when i stopped seeing the figure. I could no longer see the figure presence. This whole period of seeing such things was horrifying. Hardly anyone could hardly understand my pain. It was very very painful. I cried almost everyday because of it. And, during this whole period, i came to know from my mother that in the past when i was much younger, i told her i could see spirits. Now and then, i still do see other strange figures walking past me. And i know, they are not humans. But, they were not leaving that fear i was having. Well, maybe only some still does. I still try to avoid them as soon as i realise they were trying to make eye contact with me. I wonder upon this myself . Is this seeing of spirits something that i must go through in my life. Will others have the same too? Am i the only one with this ability? |
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