My whole life I've been scared of the dark, I'm notorious for racking up the electricity bill every month for the amount of power I use to light my house all night. I can't remember a time where I wasn't scared of the dark, and what's in the dark in my home.
I moved into this house when I was only 3 and I am now 21 and the feeling has always been the same. Absolute terror anytime it's dark in my house. I've told my parents many times but they insist we are the only people who have ever lived in this house, so it's impossible something could be here, but I'm not so confident.
For my whole childhood life, I thought I would out grow the terror with age, like my parents did. I felt that I was just young and imaginative. This continued through my early teen years and when I started watching scary movies, I blamed those. When I turned 17 I became addicted to drugs and again found an excuse as to why I was so scared, lack of sleep, hallucinations from bad drugs, a mind that can't turn off, I told myself again and again these excuses and honestly I believed them. They made sense.
However I am one year sober and now I can say I know something lives in my house with me. First it was a girl. She wears a white dress and has long black hair, I never look at her face, in fact I avoid looking at her as best I can. Although she's never tried to hurt me, I know her intentions are not good. She stares at me every night, she kneels at the bottom step and stares when I go to the bathroom, that's when I first saw her smile. She keeps getting braver. She gets a little closer sometimes and she just watches me pass, she's always just watching me. She never has come into my bedroom. Not ever since I've lived here has she broke that barrier. But something has...
He's a tall figure. When I see him in the dark he's darker. He stands much closer than her and he looms over me when I sleep. I often wake up to him so close to my bed I feel chilly as if he's touching me. He has no face, no arms or legs. He's just a black mass (from what I can see) he only is around when I'm in my bed sleeping and I know his intentions are even worse than the girls. He gives me a feeling of dread, and hopelessness. Every time I see him my mind automatically accepts it's own defeat, as if I am already dead. He is the most evil power I have ever encountered. (Please note he is the newest to appear into my home.)
Lastly there is by no other means to describe him, my ghost butler. Although menacing I feel he intends no harm. He stands close to my bed (only on occasion) under a picture I have hung on my wall. He's short and chubby and he hold a platter that's always empty. I paid the most attention to his face because I was not in a panic to run or look away. He's dead and decaying, but he's always smiling and he has black hair that's combed to one side. He wears a suit that is too tight on him and looks aged. Although he doesn't seem to harm me and doesn't show up often I'm still not comfortable with his presence.
These are the spirits in my life, and everyday they take more and more out of me. I'm scared they're breaking me down and weakening me, although I don't know for what. They are not friendly and they do mean me harm, but I've asked them to leave and they won't go. Has anyone experienced these entities or had a similar expierience? Can anyone tell me how to handle them. I went to a medium and she refused me before I came into her store front. I just need answers.
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