My Bedroom

Name:            John Herr
Email:           
Location:        Herndon, VA
Type:            Ghost
Date:            Thursday, August 03, 2000
Time:            01:35 PM

Looking back, I think I was 18 when it all happened. It was my first year of college and here is how it all transpired.

I've always felt that I had some type of ability to sense the supernatural and have experienced "sensations" since I was young. However, none has ever brought me closer to death than this particular encounter.

I attend college less than two hours away from home so sometimes I'd go home for a weekend and pick food and supplies for school. Plus I missed the family and tried to spend as much time with them as I could. My bedroom was in the basement of our house. The basement was a fully finished basement with three rooms. My room has french doors without any locking mechanism so people could just walk in whenever they pleased. Since it's in the basement, I have but a slit for a window. So it gets pretty dark in the evenings.

The evening before I was to leave back to school, which was a Saturday, I spent watching television alone. It was late, around 12:30 in the morning and I was getting tired. I turned off the tv and lamp to get some shuteye. My bed was a full size so I could sprawl out and get comfortable. It was also against the wall and under the slit of a window. As I turned to face the wall and got comfortable lying on my side, I felt an uneasiness, the feeling of walking into a freezer.

At the instant, all the hair on my body and head stood up to full attention. I could feel the goose bumps cover my entire body as I lay there. I knew what it was but tried to convince my self that my nerves were getting the better of me. Then all the sudden, dead silence. I couldn't hear the humming of the refrigirator outside my room, just silence and my heartbeat. Suddenly my bed began to shake without control, my doors started to shake violently without opening. I was terrified yet could not produce a single sound from my voice. Like my vocal cords were somehow missing. Then again, silence.

I laid there shaken and terrified still facing the wall, too scared to turn and face my tormentor. From behind the doors I heard a giggle. It happened to quickly to register in my mind exactly if it sounded male or female. Then suddenly I felt an immpression on my bed. Like if someone was getting into bed with me. At this time I felt I had to take some kind of action. I quickly turned to try and hit whatever it was that was in bed with me with a the back of my fist. But I froze mid way. I couldn't turn my body around to see it. In fact my eye lids and mouth seemed like they were glued shut. As I laid there helpless, something reached inside of me and it felt as though it was sqeezing my heart.

That was it. I started to think about my own death. My parents finding me in my room dead. So I decided to say the Lord's Prayer in my thoughts. With every phrase of the prayer the sqeezing intensified. The pain was so severe that I thought I was actually going to die. Finally I reached the end of the Prayer. I was in so much pain it was so difficult to even say Amen in my thoughts. But I managed. Infact I screamed it out.

Once I completed my prayer, everything became peaceful again. I quickly jumped out of my bed and turned the lights on and sat there, looking over my room for any evidence of entrance to my room. Nothing was disturbed. I looked at my alarm clock and to my surprise, the whole ordeal lasted 4 hours. I stayed in my room for fear of what might behind my doors. I finally fell asleep, mostly from the fatigue. I awoke to the knocking on my door from my mother. She was waking me up to see if I wanted to go to church before I left to go back to school. Let's just say, my parents have never seen me more enthusiastic about attending church.

Afterwards I told my family about it. There seemed to be a strange silence from my parents as though at some time the perhaps had their own experience in our house. It's been six years since and now my brother has the room. I don't think anything has happened to him or maybe he' too reluctant to say...

This was a true event that took place and if you want to swap experiences, email me.

John