Immovable Under a Presence

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Story type: Ghost
Location: At home
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This is something that has happened to me several times in my life, at different ages from when I was a teenager, until my mid adult life. I've placed it under 'ghost story' but it's more what I'd call an experience with some sort of spirit during sleep. What takes place is usually the same, and the feelings are quite unpleasant - and when it is happening to me, somehow I know the spirit that has a hold of me is not a very good one. One important factor is that this experience usually happens during episodes in my life when I have been reflecting upon my religious and spiritual depth, as I am a firm believer in God and His awesome power.

It happens when I am relaxed, and at the point of falling asleep. I am still aware of my surroundings. It starts with a very dreadfully heavy sensation in my heart if I am sleeping on my back. If I am on my side, or sleeping face down, I still feel the dreadful heaviness in my heart - yes, my heart, but I almost want to say 'soul' because of the spirituality of the experience. This is accompanied by my unexplainable knowledge that the presence does not come from a good source.

The presence is unwelcome, if I had a choice to send it off. And I almost always feel like it is a 'male' presence if I had to label it's gender. It lays heavily upon my existence like weight, yet it is intangible in it's own way. I can't feel it as though someone placed actual weight on me, but I can feel it's deadly weight nonetheless. Then I feel like my mind is spinning in darkness, uncontrollable darkness. I hear an extremely deafening loud noise, like all the irritable loud noises in the world put together into one sound. Metalic noises, engine noises, harsh banging noises - just any unpleasant noises you can imagine that would break your ear drums, all put in one, continuous wave into the core of your ear and brain.

And while this is happening, you are pleading for it to release it's hold on you, the noise that is, until you realize, it has a hold on your body. At this point I realize I cannot move my body at all. I can barely open my eyelids after a continuous struggle, like I'm prying it open with my strength that comes from the plain desire to open them! I also am aware at this point, that my husband is sleeping next to me, but he is unaware of what is going on.

I know also, that I must rid this 'evil' feeling sensation of it's grip on me. During some of the experiences in the past, I have been able to repeat religious scripture in my mind, passages that I know will help me. So I mentally go through the verse, repeating it again and again. And this is what helps me 'throw' this presence off me. But if I am feeling extremely tired at this point, I can't even get myself to 'think' of a religious passage. Mental effort is extremely difficult during this experience.

During one experience like this in my college years, I had been sleeping in my bed in a rented apartment. While I was being 'held' down by what I knew as an evil feeling, I actually heard in my realm of this happening, a deep, mocking laughter of a male voice at the foot of my bed, but from the floor area. It freaked me out so much, I was trying to scream my room mate's name out.

She was still awake writing letters or something in her room next to mine, with her radio playing softly. As I kept thinking of her name and tried shouting it, but no voice would come out, suddenlly she came bursting into my room. Right when she did that, the presence released itself and the experience was over. She asked me if I was alright. I asked how she knew I needed her help. She said she just suddenly felt like I was screaming for help, but she didn't really hear an audible voice from me - just a 'knowledge' that was thrown into her mind. I then told her about the experience.

Somehow, in all the times this has happened to me, I have this knowledge that if I don't fight this presence off, I will somehow never make it alive in the morning. Many times I would have to keep fighting for inner strength to move my hands over to my sleeping husband, and then if I finally am able to, I will grab his arm tightly until he wakes up. Then when he wakes up and confronts me like saying, "What? What's the matter?" that is when this unpleasant presence suddenlly releases itself and vanishes.

Has anyone ever had someting like this happen several times in their life?