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I have been asking Myself this question a lot after trying so hard to forget a horrible incident that happened to myself few years ago, You might read what I say next a think I'm completely insane or You may think perhaps what I'm saw felt heard was all part of a strange delusion all I can say to You is everything I am writing here is true My experience was this:





I moved to a new house for a fresh start after losing a member of My family to murder, I was happy comfortable in My new home until about seven months in when I was sitting on My bed reading when on the then shelves a candle and a trinket flew off the shelves. I was pretty shocked but mostly confused, I checked to make sure it wasn't a too heavy a book leaning against them but all that was next to them was a pamphlet on herbalism after I put the things back in place I decided to go back down stairs for a drink maybe watch a little telly.





I almost forgot about this happening but a couple of weeks later after had made My bed opened My windows to let a little air in I came back up a few hours later to grab something only to be greeted with My bedroom messed up, a necklace that I loved was thrown across the room and not in it's box laying safely My table the door had been firmly closed but when I went to My room the door was wide open and two books along with a dvd where thrown across the room.





The thing is the day this happened was perfectly sunny day without any wind , the window was still as it had been when I opened it that morning so by this time I was again shocked and a little frightened since the only other person I live with was at work during that time making it impossible for it to have been them. This also when things started to speed up, I started to feel like I was being constantly being watched but shook it off as My imagination. The cups on the mug tree would clink and swing when I went into the kitchen despite the fact I had not touched them or been near them at the time, things would go missing then return.





to be honest I doubted My own sanity at this point and went to a doctor, who said I was fine just a little over tired and suggested resting. I took her advice and tried to ignore the things that where happening now on a daily basis, I thought it had worked because everything seemed to calm down.





A few days later I was attacked, by a shadow man in a bowler hat when I say shadow man I men I could tell he was very male but he look simply like a shadow. I could feel him following Me up the stairs , I could feel My skin CRAWL as I heard his breathing near to My ear as I opened the toilet door which made Me go to talk to My Mother before going to bed. She told Me try not to worry and just get some sleep which I did reluctantly, it must have been quite late when I woke up I felt someone standing over Me when I looked up he stood there leaning over watching his nails like long claws as he leant closer My heart raced as I was frozen with fear , I felt like I was pinned to the bed I closed My eyes like a child pretending I didn't see him it was hours later I'd say about six am when I finally managed to bolt out of My room sobbing.





I was attacked on regular basis then , receiving scratch marks on My legs, cruel voices taunting Me , cutlery throwing it self at Me from the bench when I was a few feet away from it , the sounds of someone smashing up My bedroom only to find My room perfectly intact and banging from the kitchen when I was in My sitting room .







By this point I was hysterical with fear as I begged to see the doctor who again said I was perfectly fine just tired, I was very close to giving in to what ever was happening only to find Myself in one last fight for My very soul. My Mother went to see a local witch who gave My both a necklace of a pentagram and talisman to keep under My pillow, I placed the talisman as asked under My pillow and the pentagram firmly around My neck only taking it off during the night and placing it on My door handle, the day after this I was attacked again but I ended up shouting at it to leave Me alone and to leave My home it wasn't wanted here. As a last act of retribution it threw a knife at Me missing Me but it did leave.





the thing is I truly believe this thing was trying to posses Me but I won, now after all this time I want to know what this means spiritually for Me or if it was just one of life's lessons I was meant to learn , what do You guys think?