Who Is Pulling My Hair?

Name:            Ri Ri J.
Email:           riri82@hotmail.com
Location:        My house
Type:            Ghost
Date:            Saturday, August 21, 1999
Time:            09:57 PM

About 2 years ago I went through a summer of deep depression to where I cried at least 5 to 8 times a day and thought that there was something wrong with me. I was looking forward to the school year ahead because I felt that once I had to be out and active every day and be around kids a lot, the depression would go away. Well when the school year started I found myself staying up late because of World History exams, and my temper was very short. I wanted perfect grades so I never got enough sleep. Also, I had had a crush on this guy for about a year by then, and at school all the kids would do was tease me, and so when he would try to approach me I would shy away from him because I figured he would end up treating me the same way.

Well one night all of this stuff was weighing very heavily on my mind. This particular night my dad slept down at the fireplace and had me sleep in his room because the spring of my mattress on my bed was broken. So I was lying there, and it had to have been 2:00 in the morning, and I just had my eyes open in the dark, I still hadn't fallen asleep. I can't recall whether or not I had been lying there crying about anything, but I know that my mind was very preoccupied. So as I lay there I was facing one side of the room, and I had my hair combed out and pushed behind me. All of the sudden I felt a cold presence behind me, grab a strand in the middle of my head and yank it really hard. I was so scared that I didn't move. In the morning time before I had moved downstairs, I felt something pulling down on the mattress at the foot of the bed, and I was sure my brother was the culprit, teasing me or something, but nobody was there, not even the dogs. Then the next day I was really depressed and stayed home from school. I was too scared to be in my dad's room anymore so I was downstairs lying on the other couch. I woke up, one moment, and decided that I wasn't particularly tired but didn't want to get up. So I lay there thinking about some things and when I closed my eyes again, I had almost fallen asleep. I was in this subconscious state, very subconscious, and I felt, and this was the very first of 3 times this had happened in my life, some mysterious presence come over me. I was lying there with the blanket over my head, and whatever it was started trying to smother me and suffocate me. I all of the sudden woke up, and leaped up from the couch, deciding not to go back to sleep.

Well just this year, in denouement of this story, one night I had a dream. In the dream I was trying to ask God to help me solve this mystery that had occurred with me 2 years ago. God told me that it was the spirit of a boy, he was my age, and was shown to me in physical form in the dream. From what I recall in the dream he looked like an African-American boy my age, with a kind of bald hairstyle, and a basic, every day look. He was wearing a sweater and gold pants. I still do not know why he had harassed me on that occasion, but considering the fact that I am not a person quite like my step-father who has had some very abnormal experiences, this is pretty strange.