April 23, 2025 • 42 mins
Ever felt like something was watching you... but you couldn’t prove it? For years, she thought she was the only one seeing and hearing things—until the truth came out. What happened in her apartment changed the way she sees the world forever. This is a true story about family, fear, and the unexplainable events our storyteller and her family all lived through.
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You can find Edwin on TikTok, Facebook, and Instagram as @edwincov
Editing and sound design by Sarah Vorhees Wendel from VW Sound
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Speaker 1 (00:01):
And then I thought this weird thought in my head,
that's not a good It looked right back as I
thought it, like it looked through me.
Speaker 2 (00:14):
This is a chilling true story of a family haunting
I unexplained forces, from eerie sleep paralysis to terrifying encounters
in the middle of the night. My name is Edwin,
and here's Chiara's true scary story.
Speaker 1 (00:38):
I've never really shared my experiences to anyone besides my husband,
my family, and really close friends. I remember being around
seven years old when everything started. We lived in an
apartment in the Dallas Fort Worth area. We moved in
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shortly after my sister had her baby, and my mom
watched him a lot. We baby sent him all the time.
I remember she went to the mailbox and so she
left him on the bed and she was like, hey,
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do me a favor. Just watch him. Make sure he
doesn't roll off or anything, and if he cries, just
give him a spascifier. When I just sat on the
bed watching him, when all of a sudden, the bathroom
was right there next to that bed, I could hear
the faucet like the sink turn room. Then I looked
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over and I can see well into the bathroom. There
was nobody in there. My body froze. I was terrified.
Then all of a sudden, the shower turned on as well.
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I just sat there and I watched my nephew. I
didn't want to look back at the bathroom, even though
out of the corner of my eye I could see
a steam plumbing out of that shower. And my mom
walks in and she was like, hey, why is the
water running in the bathroom? And I said nothing to her,
and I just walked out. I just kind of left
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it at that. Shortly after that, I started experiencing sleep
paralysis and nightmares all the time. I've always been a
horror fan, so I would chalk it up to that.
Every time I would wake up, it felt like immense
pressure on my chest and I couldn't move. It was
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such a terrifying experience, and I remember being awake, but
being so young, I really didn't believe that it was
actually happening. This happened night after night after night. I
would wake up suddenly I would be terrified, but I
didn't know why, so my first instinct would be to
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try to get up, and I couldn't. I remember being
able to blink my eyes open, but nothing else would move.
I remember distinctively seeing my closet door was like right
across the way from my bed, and I always slept
with it open, so it was never an issue. But
I remember distinctively seeing that shadowy figure, and I would
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close my eyes and open them to see if it
would go away, and they would feel like maybe a
few minutes for it to like dissipate. Then it wasn't
until my cousin came to live with us a few
months after that. She had just had a baby, and
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Cho I'd moved here to be with family. At that point,
me and her were sharing a room and so we
had two twins kind of next to each other, with
a little bit of walk room space in the middle.
We had a bathroom right across the hall, and so
we slept with the door open all the time. Well,
that particular weekend, my parents left town, so it was
just me and my cousin and her newborn baby. If
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that door was open, and you walk to the bathroom
and you flick the light on, obviously that light find
directly to where my bed is. The light flicked on,
and so it woke me up, and so I just
kind of was trying to turn away from the light.
I turned over to my side, to my right side
because that's where she was sleeping, tried to get comfortable again,
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and I opened my eyes and she was laying there
with her baby, wide awake, and I looked and I
was so confused because there's no one supposed to be
in this house besides me and her. When I looked
at her, and I kind of was like trying to
wake up and being like, wait, what's happening? And she
looked at me and just put her finger over her
mouth to be quiet. You could hear someone walking around
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in the bathroom, and then you could hear them me
in the bathroom. I had like the curiosity, like I
want to see because all I had to do is
turn to look to see who it is. The toilet flushed,
you could hear the steps, the light turned on, and
there was nobody that came out of that bathroom. And
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I just stared at that empty walkway right there to
the bathroom, and no one ever came out. I turned
back over and me and her stayed away, staring at
each other. The entire night after that, I would be
in the living room by myself, watching TV and we
had like this long, old style, shaggy carpet in this apartment.
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I would hear footsteps of that carpet that I would
never see somebody, and it sounded like they were walking
right away around me, and I could never tell what
it was. It was like my body would realize that
it was something not natural, Like you know, when you
hear footsteps, you were going to assume it's a family member,
so you would turn a look. And it never felt
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that way. It was always like I thought the feeling
right before I would experience these things like the footsteps,
like the hair on the back of my neck would
stand up, I would freeze, and there was always this
really eerie, deafening silence. I lived like that for six
months living in that apartment. One Christmas, we were all
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making thamas and sitting around the table and just chatting
it up. My mom starts talking about how she's been
experiencing things around the apartment. My dad was a very
non believer. He's a big Christian man. He never wanted
to talk about stuff like that. He was like, what
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are you talking about? Nothing happened in this apartment, And
she was like, oh, I woke up the other night,
and I turned over and I saw a man standing
by this big dresser that they used to own, wearing
a hat. She called him the cowboy, a shadowy figure,
and you could see like the cowboy hat right there
right by her bed. She turned over to like wake
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my dad up. End When they both turned around, he
was no longer there. When I remember just sitting there
silent because as people were coming with their stories, I
started to feel relief, But at the same time, I
felt so much dread because I knew that it wasn't
just my imagination that other people were experiencing this in
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the apartment. And in that moment when everyone's sitting there
hearing their stories of what was going on, the blender
in the kitchen turned on and just completely fell off
the counter and it wasn't even plugged in. Whatever it was,
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whatever entity, whatever spirit it really liked to isolate us.
But that moment that we all started sharing our experiences,
it bot mad that it couldn't fully us individually anymore.
That's when it started to like pamp up a little bit.
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The apartment that we lived in was on the second story,
and so to get to our apartment you had to
go up the stairs and cross which would be the
master windows to the door. There's a light out there,
so at night, when the light's on, you can see
when somebody's gonna come and knock on the door. My
uncle was supposed to come over that night to give
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my dad a check or something. I remember we were
waiting for him and we're sitting in that master bedroom
watching TV when we see the shadow of somebody coming
to the door. My dad, you know, veudged me, and
he's like, hey, your uncle's here, will you open the
door real quick. I jump up as I'm running to
the door, I'm like, side by side the shadow to
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the door, and I open it real quick before he
can knock, and there's nobody there. After my dad experiencing
something like that, I think it really scared him because
shortly after he started to see things himself which hadn't
happened yet. He would see what he believed my mother
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going to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
All of a sudden, my mom would be walking in
from the living room, the bathroom light is on, the
door shut, like he thought, the back of a woman
that looked very similar to my mother go into the bathroom,
shut the door, and there would be nobody in the bathroom.
Things like that continuously kept happening. At that point, I
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was sleeping under bed all the time because I was terrified,
Like I obviously knew this wasn't a dream anymore, it
wasn't my imagination. So I would sleep between them a lot.
And there would be times where I wake up because
I hear somebody walking and I can hear the carpet,
and I would get up and sit straight up and
just kind of like follow the sound to see if
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I could see anything. I would never be able to
see anything, and I would notice my dad's awakened, like
maybe you hear that. He's like, just go to bed,
Just go to bed, it's fine, So he would brush
it off a lot to not draw attention to it.
I guess the last instance in that apartment, my sister
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had come over to spend time with me, and my
cousin and my mom were sitting in the living room.
So that bathroom that's like right across the hall from
my bedroom, that's behind us, the kitchens a little bit
in front of us, towards the right side, and so
we're just sitting watching the TV, and all of a sudden,
we hear slates breaking a ton of the three of
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us get up and look in the kitchen and I'm like, Mom,
are you okay? Like what happened? She looked up at
us and she's like, that wasn't me. And the bathroom
door right across from my room shook us. Immediately after
she says that, we walk over and we're trying to
open the bathroom door and it won't budge. We're trying
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with all of our way, each of us take turns,
and it just won't open. And so my mom at
this point is really freaked out, so she calls nine
to one one. They came out and they could not
open the door without breaking it down. They use an
axe to break the door down, and I was like,
this is insane, Like what is happening? There was nothing
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in there, nothing holding the door back. Like. They couldn't
explain like what was going on. And so as soon
as they got through that door, they noticed that the
mirror in the bathroom, that huge mirror, it had broken
and shattered all over the floor. My mom was livid
because she was saying, like, what if one of my
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kids was in there? Like they would have gotten extremely hurt.
The apartment complex had their insurance people come out and
look at it, and they said that the screws that
held the mirror in place, they were screws, like actual screws,
these plastic bits that were screwed into the wall, they
had been turned, and so they started to blame my
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mother that she was responsible for the damages of that mirror,
because obviously somebody had gone in there loosened those screws
and moved the plastic pieces for it to be able
to fall. My mom was arguing back and forth for
like a week with the apartment complex because she was like,
how could somebody possibly go loosen it for the knobs
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and run out before the mirror came back and broke
on them, Like it's not physically possible. We moved out
maybe two weeks after that. We ended up moving. It
was in the same building, just a different apartment because
we couldn't really afford to go anywhere else. I still
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suffered sleep paralysis pretty bad. I remember this distinctive one
where I was watching myself sleep and all of a sudden,
this black, shadowy figure came over me and like grabbed
me by my wrists. I woke up in that moment
that it grabbed me. I was almost in a star shape.
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When I woke up, I could feel the pressure of
where it had grabbed me in the dream on my arms.
That pressure was still there, and I remember when I
woke up really quickly, I was covered in sweat, cold,
cold sweat. I tried to scream because I slept with
the door open right especially after all this had happened,
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so my parents were just down the hall. Nothing came out.
Somehow I ended up falling back asleep. I woke up
and I could still feel that pressure on my arms.
Shortly after that, I think we stayed in that apartment
complex just another six months and we moved to a
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house maybe ten minutes from there. Things just felt first.
It was my freshman year of high school and we
had moved into this beautiful home and it was so lovely.
The neighborhood was brand new. We started really going to
church a lot. My mother was Catholic. She left Catholicism
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and just strictly Christian, so we started going to this
new church all the time. I really enjoyed the church.
It was great. I started noticing my parents would argue
a lot on Sundays over anything, over my mom taking
too long, over my dad not being ready. It changed
every weekend. There was one specific one where I remember
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them being really mad at each other, and that wasn't
very normal for my parents. I woke up, I got
changed for church, and I walked out of my bedroom.
The layout was kind of weird, so you walked into
the living room and if you rounded the bend, the
kitchen was out of you. But I could hear them
in the kitchen going at it straight through the living room.
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Our backyard there was like a door. I noticed this
black cat sitting there by the door, super green eyes.
So I was like, oh, look at the kiddie. And
I go over to the cat and I start like
tapping on the window, like you know, here, get a kiddy,
And it wouldn't look at me, and I noticed that
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it was just dead staring at my parents arguing, And
then I got this weird thought in my head. I
remember thinking, that's not a cat. You're not a cat.
It looked right at me as I thought it like
it looked through me. I remember feeling so much dread
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when it looked at me, and I got almost angry
because at that point we hadn't experienced anything in the house.
I opened the backyard door and shooted away and it
went and it curked up on the fence, just staring
at me. When it took off. I told my dad
about the experience, and I was like, hey, I would
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really like a dog, you know, just to kind of
keep the cats away. So we got Sadie and she
was my first dog. Even when we got a dog,
it never it never went away. We would catch her
barking outside a lot in the specific part of our fence.
Every time we'd go and check. It was always like
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two three in the morning that she would go crazy
in the backyard. I mean like super feral at the fence.
I always felt like it was like something demonic, that cat.
But it was never allowed back into the fence because
my dog would try to get it. It would try to
get it all the time. There was one night that
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my mom said that she heard Sadie barking like crazy,
and so she went out to check on her to
make sure that an animal had been in the backyard.
She turned on the floodlight that illuminated the entire backyard,
and she saw a shadow on the fence. There was
no way that shadow could be there because the light
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is illuminating everything. It was standing on the fence and
then it ran off into the shadows. We understood why
she was barking because obviously she was seeing something and
my mom had seen it too. After that, the experiences
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in the house started when I became friends with my neighbor.
She started going to church with me a lot. One day,
she comes over to my house pretty frantic. She was like, well,
I haven't been wanting to tell you, but ever since
I started going to church with you, I feel like
a lot of weird stuff has been happening to me.
There was this one time that I came home from
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school with my parents and my brothers weren't back yet.
And her layout is very similar to my layout of
the house, where if you're standing washing dishes, you can
have a clear view of the backyard and you know
the door. She said she was doing dishes and she
looked out she saw a little boy in her backyard
playing with a ball. The way her house was positioned,
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it was at the end of the street, so her
regular garage, and on the side there was like an
outdoor made from wood garage, and it basically had one
of those steaks that came into the ground, so to
open that door you'd have to lift the metal steak
out of the ground and push it, and it was
a heavy door. She walked out to be like, hey,
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you can't be here. She saw that little boy run
that way, so she followed him. That ball that he
was holding was on the floor in the corner. A
little boy was nowhere to be seen. A week later,
she said that she was using her guest bathroom when
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she got up to pull her pants up. She said
she felt a pressure on her leg, an immense pressure.
So she looked down to look at her leg, and
that little boy was wrapped around it, hugging her leg.
She freaked out so bad that she was trying to
get him off of her, but she fell backwards into
the tub and brought the whole rod down with her.
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At that point, that's when she had come over to
my house because she was so scared. She didn't want
to be by herself anymore. One time we were in
the pool, me and her. We were getting in an
argument about something. I couldn't even tell you what it is.
It's been so long now but she basically was like, well,
I hope that little boy follows you home. I remember
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like being so mad, and I was like, why would
you say that, and she was like, yeah, I hope
he follows you home because I'm tired of this. And
sure enough, he did follow me home. My bedroom is
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also attached to my brother's bedroom. I'm on one side.
There's a long hallway all the way towards the back.
His bedroom is there, and then there's a bathroom between
her two bedrooms. I had the door open in my
bedroom and I was watching a TV show. I was
wanting it to cut to commercial because I had to
go to the bathroom really bad. I had been holding
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it the whole time, but I didn't want to miss
like a single minute of this episode. I'm sitting there
and I'm kind of doing the pee dance when my
door's open. All of a sudden, out of the corner
of my eye, I can see my nephew walking towards
the bathroom, and I'm like, dang, he beat me to it,
you know. I run immediately to my mom's bathroom because
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I had got to go. I get there, I opened
her bedroom door when my nephew is sitting on the bed.
I remember looking at him and I was like, did
you use the bathroom that fast? And he's like, I
didn't go to the bathroom. And then I went into
her bathroom, and my mom's in the bathroom, so it
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was just the three of us at home. I remember
thinking about that instance a lot and just kind of
letting it go because I really didn't want it to
be true. I didn't want to think that he actually
followed me home. I could be doing anything, watching TV
in the living room, and I would see out of
like the peripheral of my eye, the shape of a
little boy walking by. My brother. He's older. I believe
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he was going into the Marines when he was home
from basic training and I was home alone again, and
so he was like, Hey, do you want to do
it like a movie night? And I was like, yeah,
let's do it. So he stayed up all night watching
horror movies and he fell asleep in the living room.
The next morning, I get up, he still passed out
on the couch, and so I go and start making pancakes.
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He starts waking up and he goes, I didn't know
my nephew. I didn't know he stayed. I saw him
in the middle of the night. He was standing right
there in the hallway by your bedroom, and I was like, no,
he wasn't because he's not here. My nephew did not
stay the night, and he was like, yes, he did.
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I woke up in the morning and I looked over
and he was standing there, and I told him go
to bed, it's late, and he turned around and went
into your bedroom. I didn't tell my brother about anything
that happened. My brother is very He does not believe
in that at all, and at the time he was
an atheist. He just did not believe in any of it.
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So I just kind of kept thinking to myself. I
had a best friend at the time in high school.
She came and spent the night with me and my
mom because my dad was away for the weekend. We
were trying to open this bag of chicken nuggets and
it was like a really thick wag. So I was like,
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will you go to my desk and just grab the
parisis ands that are on it? And she goes ow
be right back. She goes to my bedroom and she
comes back. She is like white as a ghost. She
was gripping the scissors really hard. She's like, there's a
little boy standing in the hallway. She was completely freaked
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out because she had never in her life experienced anything
like that. That made her turn to God because she
was just like, it was a gliss you know, something
exists out there, and so that was a pretty bad
experience for her. She didn't want to spend the night,
so we all ended up spending the night in the
living room for all of us to stay together. One time,
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we had a few of our church members come and
we read the Bible, we prayed. I think it was
like in the middle of worship that we heard the
phone go off. It sounded like, you know, a pop song,
like a woman singing. My dad glared at me and
he's like, I told you to turn your cellphone off.
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Sure enough, my phone was off, but that singing was
coming from like behind where the group was, towards the chimney.
I remember everyone in that your group burning and looking
from where the singing was going on. Behind the wall
of the chimney is the yard, so it's like right
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against that wall. And so my dad and you know,
a couple of the guys got up and went to
the backyard and nothing. We didn't know where the sound
came from. Me and my dad loved to prank each other,
especially back then. We did it all the time. One day,
he goes to my uncle's house. Me and my mom
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were sitting in her room watching TV, and all of
a sudden, you hear like a man whistling. Her door
is open, so the living room is completely pitch black.
My mom nudges me and she goes, it's your dad
trying to scare us again. Yep, sure is, And I'm like, haha, Dad,
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very funny, you got us and we heard nothing. So
I pull out my cell phone and my dad always
has his phone on loud, so I call him and
it starts ringing, and then he picks up and he's like, hey,
i'll be home in ten minutes. I'm almost done here.
And he hangs up. And my mom heard the phone call.
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She was like, then, what is no one? And I
remember getting up and I shut the door and I
locked it and we stayed there until my dad came home.
It was just stuff like that that happened all the time,
and we just kind of like learned to live with it.
My sister ended up moving in to that house for
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a while, and there was one weekend where her kids
were with their dad and I was home alone, so
it's just me and her for that weekend. She had
come home from the club around two am and she
had gotten a ride from a friend. She was pretty toasted.
She comes into my bedroom and starts telling me about
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her night. And she's talking to me, I start hearing
this tea kettle sound like when you're boiling water in
a kettle, and it starts to like whistle, and I
could faintly start hearing that. I catch her looking towards
the door, and she's like, are you making tea? And
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I was like, we don't have a tea kettle and
it stops and she's like, hm, must be the TV.
She kept on going on about her night, and all
of a sudden, I hear these heavy footsteps. It sounded
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like starched pants walking. As she's talking to me, I'm
like listening to these things. When she looks over back
at the door and she's like, what is that When
the footsteps start to get faster, like it's running to
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the room, and out of instinct, I got up and
I shut the door and locked it, and the footsteps stopped.
She was screaming her head off. She was so scared,
and that wasn't helping me because I'm like in fight
or flight mode at this point. She was like, we
have to call the cops. We have to call the cops.
And I'm like, and say what, the doors were locked.
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There's nobody in here. And I was like, okay, listen,
in two minutes, we're going to run out the door,
like run out of my bedroom and run out the
front door and just book it to the gas station,
which was like maybe a two minute walk from where
we were at. So I opened the door. She takes
off running before I do, and then I follow her.
As I'm running, I see that the back door is
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wide open, the TV is at max volume, and all
of the lights are on, like in the entire house,
all the lights have been turned on. I start running
behind her. When we get to the end of our
street wise stop and I'm like, king on. I remember
standing there and trying to collect my thoughts of what
to do. All of a sudden, you could hear those
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same footsteps running towards us in the darkness. We took
off running to the gas station. Once we got there,
we ended up calling some friends and they ended up
coming when we found the house just as had found it.
When we ran out of that room, all the lights
were on, the TV was at max volume. There was
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no do there. I remember that the most terrifying experience
that I had had there because I had never really
been aggressive since the apartment, but whatever that was, the
presence was heavy, dense. It was awful when my sister
has never forgotten that experience, like she still talks about
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it till this day. There was a one specific time
that I had this stream we were in that house.
I remember watching myself interact with my parents and bring
me asked my dad if he could go to a concert,
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and my dad said, no, you can't go to the concert.
You're going to stay home tonight. The person in my
dream that's me literally grabs a bat and hit my
dad over the back of the head with it, and
my dad fell face first on the table. I remember
thinking watching this happen, like what are you doing? Like
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you can't do that, Go to jail. That's a soul,
like that's my dad, you know. It slowly starts to
transform into something else because it doesn't any longer look
like me. It looks almost twisted, like it was so distorted.
It was weird. When then she turned to look at
me with like this horrific smile, and in that moment,
I knew wasn't me anymore that I was looking at
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when it stood there and it smiled at me, when
I was so terrified that I just remember praying in
that moment and I kept rebuking it in the name
of Jesus, and the smile dropped from its face immediately.
I mean, that was the first time I saw it
almost be scared. I woke up, and that was like
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my turning point of like, it really doesn't have power
over me. You give stuff Moor, but things like that
fed off your fear, and so let's start being scared.
Halfway through high school, I was just tired this stuff
would happen daily, and it was just so draining to
be scared that I honestly was annoyed when it happened.
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All I feel something in the room, like a heavy presence.
I'm like, you don't belong here, and you're not allowed
to be here, and you would go away like I
would know longer feel a heavy presence or read or fear. Finally,
we moved out to West Texas staking a break from college.
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But I moved here and my parents were renting out
this old home. When I first moved in, we got
another dog because our dog had tragically passed. I got
him during October, and it's really cold out in West Texas,
like if you get towards desert, like the cold is cold.
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That house was so old that the windows weren't properbly
sealed anymore. But my parents weren't going to be the
ceiling because they rented on this home, you know, like
they didn't want to be the ones paying for it.
So we would sleep with all these heavy Mexican blankets
as it got colder in the like fall and winter.
He was in my puppy shiner. He would sleep in
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the house. There was one night that he was sleeping
on the bed just on the outside of the curvers.
I felt him like adjust and then he kept adjusting,
but he started like, instead of being on the side
of me, he started adjusting on me. He wasn't super small,
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he was a German shepherd puppy, but they get pig
pretty fast, and so I was like trying to move
him while these blankets are on top of my head,
like because it's super cold. I'm literally trying to adjust
him and move him to the side, and he just
keeps coming back up as I'm pushing him down. He
settles for a little bit, and then he's trying to
adjust on top of me, and at one point he
is like directly on top of my face. And I
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got really tired of adjusting him. So I was like,
all right, you're going You're going to go and sleep
down in the floor, and so I go to take
off my blankets. But as I'm doing that, I'm also
pushing him down. He ended up falling and I heard
him with the ground pretty hard, and I was like,
I think I just heard him. I didn't mean to
like fling him off of me. So I get up
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and I'm trying to like beckon him with my hand,
and I'm like, obviously he went under the bed, you know,
because I can't see him immediately on on the floor,
and so I was like, I'm shiner, I'm sorry, you
can sleep on the bed. Like I didn't even to
sling you off that hard. She wouldn't come. I get up,
turn on the light, and get on my hands and
knees and look under the bed to be like, come on, puppy,
and he was not there. In my bedroom door is shut.
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Where is this dog? Like? Get up, open the door,
walk to my parents' bedroom, and he is sleeping on
the foot of my parents' bed. I don't know if
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it's followed us or it's just I always like to
believe that I was just always sensitive. My mother's always
been sensitive to things like this. I've been sensitive my
main babysitter when I was over. Every time my mom
would go pick her up, she's like, have you taken
her to get baptized? Because she says stuff that scares me.
Sometimes grabbed my husband's stomach the other day and said
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that he was gonna die, and it made us really uncomfortable.
Granted I'm three years old at this point, and my
mom's like, I'm so sorry, Like, yes, I'll take her
to church. Her husband died of step cancer three years later.
She used to tell me like that she believed in reincarnation.
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Like she used to tell me, like, I really think
that you were born with a gift. A bonne in
our culture is what they called it. There was one
day that she asked me, I'm two years old, and
she walks up and she asked me, who are you?
Not what's my name? But if you went up to
a kid and been like, who are you, the kid
would respond, I'm Kiara, I'm two years old, you know,
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like a normal answer. And I looked at her and
I said, you know who I am. She believed that
it was her younger brother who had died of leukemia
when he was really young. She said that I had
like that same look in my eye, like it didn't
look like a kid, like it was really weird. And
I mean, obviously don't remember any of this stuff. My
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mom said that I used to walk around with like
a deck of cards when I was younger, like three
four around there. And at the time, my sister and
my cousin who I've talked about previously, they are both
the same age, and so they were with their future
baby daddies when I was younger. They were with them
for a long time. They were already kind of dating.
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Then when I was this age and my thing comes
up to me and she's like, well, why don't you
tell me my future? And I literally looked at her
and I was like, your boyfriend's never going to stay
with you and did it like they had babies and everything,
but he did not stay with her when she would
always call me a witch. She did not like to
be around me at all. I feel like a lot
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of people were scared of me when I was really young.
But the younger thing, I can't explain it, like why
don't I remember this stuff unless there was somebody else's
spirit there. I think it is God given. I don't
say just anyone has it, but it is pretty terrifying
having it as a kid, because you feel really cursed.
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You feel scared all the time. And I remember feeling
terrified a lot of my childhood, and then when I
got older, it just, I don't know, it kind of
became like this normal, and I don't fear it anymore.
I believe in God, and I believe that there's another side,
but I don't believe in religion per se. That it
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is a bone. I don't know what else it could be.
There are still times where so weird that I can
feel sleep proassis come on, I want to see. A
couple of months ago, it was the first time in
years since I've experienced that, and I was falling asleep
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and all of a sudden, I could hear a woman laughing,
but I was in that in between of almost asleep
but not quite there, and I could hear her laughing
in my ear. So I woke up real quick and
I felt my legs. They were super super heavy, and
I was like, oh, no, you don't not in this house.
I've been living in my apartment with my husband for
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one on five years. That's the first time that that's
happened to me in years, and so I was so
upset that this was happening now because I haven't had
anything paranormal really here in my home, which I it
is my safe space. I make sure I pray all
the time, and I'm like, hey, like this is a
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house of God. Like nothing negative I do not accept.
Like I have one of those evil eye hanging above
my doorway, my front door, I'd like make sure to
keep bad vibes out of my house, Like I just
don't like taking that stuff home, Like I know what
it is to live with that kind of stuff. So
I'm really particular about things like that. But I was
so mad when that happened to me a couple of
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months ago that I forced myself to like sit up
and I was like, get out of my house, like
whatever you are, you are not welcome here, and it
cletely went away. I'm really quick to shut it down
because I don't like, like it's almost like you don't
have a choice whether to be scared when you're in
a full sleep paralysis, Like it's fear off the bat,
and that is such a horrible feeling. I always know
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that it's something paranormal about to happen to me because
my body reacts before my mind does. The hair on
the back of my neck stands up, my body freezes,
you know what I mean, Like a fear like but
the deafening silence that when that happens to it. It
didn't happen a whole lot, but I remember the handful
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of times where it's so silent, the stones was loud,
like it was deafening. It's it's that's like the worst.
I hate that. I don't know why that happens, but
I hate the feeling. The feeling's awful. When I've talked
to really close friends about their experiences, I can feel
their fear like it's palpable. And maybe that's because I'm
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sensitive or something, but I'm like Okay, stop right there.
You were Okay, you're safe, but you got to lose
that because like here is contagious. I don't really think
anything could hurt you unless you let it, Like you
have to give it consent. There are some stuff that
we can't control. But when I was younger, I got
into like demonology and loved like learning as much as
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I could because I didn't want to be spared anymore.
Let me tell you, looking into that stuff get scary
for Catholicism, Like I've done my research in that and
apparently demonic possession. They are not allowed to possess you
unless you get the permission, And a lot of the
time it's not so straightforward as in, you know, I
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give you permission to possess me. It comes out of
fear of you, feeling unworthy of you, feeling guilt. Same
and a lot of people believe that that's why people
get possessed, because they did something so horrible in their
life that they don't deserve to be loved by God.
And it's almost like inviting it.
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And then I thought this weird thought in my head,
that's not a good It looked right back as I
thought it, like it looked through me.
Speaker 2 (00:14):
This is a chilling true story of a family haunting
I unexplained forces, from eerie sleep paralysis to terrifying encounters
in the middle of the night. My name is Edwin,
and here's Chiara's true scary story.
Speaker 1 (00:38):
I've never really shared my experiences to anyone besides my husband,
my family, and really close friends. I remember being around
seven years old when everything started. We lived in an
apartment in the Dallas Fort Worth area. We moved in
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shortly after my sister had her baby, and my mom
watched him a lot. We baby sent him all the time.
I remember she went to the mailbox and so she
left him on the bed and she was like, hey,
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do me a favor. Just watch him. Make sure he
doesn't roll off or anything, and if he cries, just
give him a spascifier. When I just sat on the
bed watching him, when all of a sudden, the bathroom
was right there next to that bed, I could hear
the faucet like the sink turn room. Then I looked
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over and I can see well into the bathroom. There
was nobody in there. My body froze. I was terrified.
Then all of a sudden, the shower turned on as well.
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I just sat there and I watched my nephew. I
didn't want to look back at the bathroom, even though
out of the corner of my eye I could see
a steam plumbing out of that shower. And my mom
walks in and she was like, hey, why is the
water running in the bathroom? And I said nothing to her,
and I just walked out. I just kind of left
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it at that. Shortly after that, I started experiencing sleep
paralysis and nightmares all the time. I've always been a
horror fan, so I would chalk it up to that.
Every time I would wake up, it felt like immense
pressure on my chest and I couldn't move. It was
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such a terrifying experience, and I remember being awake, but
being so young, I really didn't believe that it was
actually happening. This happened night after night after night. I
would wake up suddenly I would be terrified, but I
didn't know why, so my first instinct would be to
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try to get up, and I couldn't. I remember being
able to blink my eyes open, but nothing else would move.
I remember distinctively seeing my closet door was like right
across the way from my bed, and I always slept
with it open, so it was never an issue. But
I remember distinctively seeing that shadowy figure, and I would
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close my eyes and open them to see if it
would go away, and they would feel like maybe a
few minutes for it to like dissipate. Then it wasn't
until my cousin came to live with us a few
months after that. She had just had a baby, and
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Cho I'd moved here to be with family. At that point,
me and her were sharing a room and so we
had two twins kind of next to each other, with
a little bit of walk room space in the middle.
We had a bathroom right across the hall, and so
we slept with the door open all the time. Well,
that particular weekend, my parents left town, so it was
just me and my cousin and her newborn baby. If
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that door was open, and you walk to the bathroom
and you flick the light on, obviously that light find
directly to where my bed is. The light flicked on,
and so it woke me up, and so I just
kind of was trying to turn away from the light.
I turned over to my side, to my right side
because that's where she was sleeping, tried to get comfortable again,
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and I opened my eyes and she was laying there
with her baby, wide awake, and I looked and I
was so confused because there's no one supposed to be
in this house besides me and her. When I looked
at her, and I kind of was like trying to
wake up and being like, wait, what's happening? And she
looked at me and just put her finger over her
mouth to be quiet. You could hear someone walking around
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in the bathroom, and then you could hear them me
in the bathroom. I had like the curiosity, like I
want to see because all I had to do is
turn to look to see who it is. The toilet flushed,
you could hear the steps, the light turned on, and
there was nobody that came out of that bathroom. And
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I just stared at that empty walkway right there to
the bathroom, and no one ever came out. I turned
back over and me and her stayed away, staring at
each other. The entire night after that, I would be
in the living room by myself, watching TV and we
had like this long, old style, shaggy carpet in this apartment.
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I would hear footsteps of that carpet that I would
never see somebody, and it sounded like they were walking
right away around me, and I could never tell what
it was. It was like my body would realize that
it was something not natural, Like you know, when you
hear footsteps, you were going to assume it's a family member,
so you would turn a look. And it never felt
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that way. It was always like I thought the feeling
right before I would experience these things like the footsteps,
like the hair on the back of my neck would
stand up, I would freeze, and there was always this
really eerie, deafening silence. I lived like that for six
months living in that apartment. One Christmas, we were all
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making thamas and sitting around the table and just chatting
it up. My mom starts talking about how she's been
experiencing things around the apartment. My dad was a very
non believer. He's a big Christian man. He never wanted
to talk about stuff like that. He was like, what
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are you talking about? Nothing happened in this apartment, And
she was like, oh, I woke up the other night,
and I turned over and I saw a man standing
by this big dresser that they used to own, wearing
a hat. She called him the cowboy, a shadowy figure,
and you could see like the cowboy hat right there
right by her bed. She turned over to like wake
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my dad up. End When they both turned around, he
was no longer there. When I remember just sitting there
silent because as people were coming with their stories, I
started to feel relief, But at the same time, I
felt so much dread because I knew that it wasn't
just my imagination that other people were experiencing this in
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the apartment. And in that moment when everyone's sitting there
hearing their stories of what was going on, the blender
in the kitchen turned on and just completely fell off
the counter and it wasn't even plugged in. Whatever it was,
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whatever entity, whatever spirit it really liked to isolate us.
But that moment that we all started sharing our experiences,
it bot mad that it couldn't fully us individually anymore.
That's when it started to like pamp up a little bit.
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The apartment that we lived in was on the second story,
and so to get to our apartment you had to
go up the stairs and cross which would be the
master windows to the door. There's a light out there,
so at night, when the light's on, you can see
when somebody's gonna come and knock on the door. My
uncle was supposed to come over that night to give
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my dad a check or something. I remember we were
waiting for him and we're sitting in that master bedroom
watching TV when we see the shadow of somebody coming
to the door. My dad, you know, veudged me, and
he's like, hey, your uncle's here, will you open the
door real quick. I jump up as I'm running to
the door, I'm like, side by side the shadow to
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the door, and I open it real quick before he
can knock, and there's nobody there. After my dad experiencing
something like that, I think it really scared him because
shortly after he started to see things himself which hadn't
happened yet. He would see what he believed my mother
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going to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
All of a sudden, my mom would be walking in
from the living room, the bathroom light is on, the
door shut, like he thought, the back of a woman
that looked very similar to my mother go into the bathroom,
shut the door, and there would be nobody in the bathroom.
Things like that continuously kept happening. At that point, I
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was sleeping under bed all the time because I was terrified,
Like I obviously knew this wasn't a dream anymore, it
wasn't my imagination. So I would sleep between them a lot.
And there would be times where I wake up because
I hear somebody walking and I can hear the carpet,
and I would get up and sit straight up and
just kind of like follow the sound to see if
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I could see anything. I would never be able to
see anything, and I would notice my dad's awakened, like
maybe you hear that. He's like, just go to bed,
Just go to bed, it's fine, So he would brush
it off a lot to not draw attention to it.
I guess the last instance in that apartment, my sister
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had come over to spend time with me, and my
cousin and my mom were sitting in the living room.
So that bathroom that's like right across the hall from
my bedroom, that's behind us, the kitchens a little bit
in front of us, towards the right side, and so
we're just sitting watching the TV, and all of a sudden,
we hear slates breaking a ton of the three of
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us get up and look in the kitchen and I'm like, Mom,
are you okay? Like what happened? She looked up at
us and she's like, that wasn't me. And the bathroom
door right across from my room shook us. Immediately after
she says that, we walk over and we're trying to
open the bathroom door and it won't budge. We're trying
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with all of our way, each of us take turns,
and it just won't open. And so my mom at
this point is really freaked out, so she calls nine
to one one. They came out and they could not
open the door without breaking it down. They use an
axe to break the door down, and I was like,
this is insane, Like what is happening? There was nothing
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in there, nothing holding the door back. Like. They couldn't
explain like what was going on. And so as soon
as they got through that door, they noticed that the
mirror in the bathroom, that huge mirror, it had broken
and shattered all over the floor. My mom was livid
because she was saying, like, what if one of my
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kids was in there? Like they would have gotten extremely hurt.
The apartment complex had their insurance people come out and
look at it, and they said that the screws that
held the mirror in place, they were screws, like actual screws,
these plastic bits that were screwed into the wall, they
had been turned, and so they started to blame my
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mother that she was responsible for the damages of that mirror,
because obviously somebody had gone in there loosened those screws
and moved the plastic pieces for it to be able
to fall. My mom was arguing back and forth for
like a week with the apartment complex because she was like,
how could somebody possibly go loosen it for the knobs
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and run out before the mirror came back and broke
on them, Like it's not physically possible. We moved out
maybe two weeks after that. We ended up moving. It
was in the same building, just a different apartment because
we couldn't really afford to go anywhere else. I still
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suffered sleep paralysis pretty bad. I remember this distinctive one
where I was watching myself sleep and all of a sudden,
this black, shadowy figure came over me and like grabbed
me by my wrists. I woke up in that moment
that it grabbed me. I was almost in a star shape.
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When I woke up, I could feel the pressure of
where it had grabbed me in the dream on my arms.
That pressure was still there, and I remember when I
woke up really quickly, I was covered in sweat, cold,
cold sweat. I tried to scream because I slept with
the door open right especially after all this had happened,
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so my parents were just down the hall. Nothing came out.
Somehow I ended up falling back asleep. I woke up
and I could still feel that pressure on my arms.
Shortly after that, I think we stayed in that apartment
complex just another six months and we moved to a
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house maybe ten minutes from there. Things just felt first.
It was my freshman year of high school and we
had moved into this beautiful home and it was so lovely.
The neighborhood was brand new. We started really going to
church a lot. My mother was Catholic. She left Catholicism
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and just strictly Christian, so we started going to this
new church all the time. I really enjoyed the church.
It was great. I started noticing my parents would argue
a lot on Sundays over anything, over my mom taking
too long, over my dad not being ready. It changed
every weekend. There was one specific one where I remember
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them being really mad at each other, and that wasn't
very normal for my parents. I woke up, I got
changed for church, and I walked out of my bedroom.
The layout was kind of weird, so you walked into
the living room and if you rounded the bend, the
kitchen was out of you. But I could hear them
in the kitchen going at it straight through the living room.
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Our backyard there was like a door. I noticed this
black cat sitting there by the door, super green eyes.
So I was like, oh, look at the kiddie. And
I go over to the cat and I start like
tapping on the window, like you know, here, get a kiddy,
And it wouldn't look at me, and I noticed that
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it was just dead staring at my parents arguing, And
then I got this weird thought in my head. I
remember thinking, that's not a cat. You're not a cat.
It looked right at me as I thought it like
it looked through me. I remember feeling so much dread
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when it looked at me, and I got almost angry
because at that point we hadn't experienced anything in the house.
I opened the backyard door and shooted away and it
went and it curked up on the fence, just staring
at me. When it took off. I told my dad
about the experience, and I was like, hey, I would
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really like a dog, you know, just to kind of
keep the cats away. So we got Sadie and she
was my first dog. Even when we got a dog,
it never it never went away. We would catch her
barking outside a lot in the specific part of our fence.
Every time we'd go and check. It was always like
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two three in the morning that she would go crazy
in the backyard. I mean like super feral at the fence.
I always felt like it was like something demonic, that cat.
But it was never allowed back into the fence because
my dog would try to get it. It would try to
get it all the time. There was one night that
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my mom said that she heard Sadie barking like crazy,
and so she went out to check on her to
make sure that an animal had been in the backyard.
She turned on the floodlight that illuminated the entire backyard,
and she saw a shadow on the fence. There was
no way that shadow could be there because the light
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is illuminating everything. It was standing on the fence and
then it ran off into the shadows. We understood why
she was barking because obviously she was seeing something and
my mom had seen it too. After that, the experiences
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in the house started when I became friends with my neighbor.
She started going to church with me a lot. One day,
she comes over to my house pretty frantic. She was like, well,
I haven't been wanting to tell you, but ever since
I started going to church with you, I feel like
a lot of weird stuff has been happening to me.
There was this one time that I came home from
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school with my parents and my brothers weren't back yet.
And her layout is very similar to my layout of
the house, where if you're standing washing dishes, you can
have a clear view of the backyard and you know
the door. She said she was doing dishes and she
looked out she saw a little boy in her backyard
playing with a ball. The way her house was positioned,
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it was at the end of the street, so her
regular garage, and on the side there was like an
outdoor made from wood garage, and it basically had one
of those steaks that came into the ground, so to
open that door you'd have to lift the metal steak
out of the ground and push it, and it was
a heavy door. She walked out to be like, hey,
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you can't be here. She saw that little boy run
that way, so she followed him. That ball that he
was holding was on the floor in the corner. A
little boy was nowhere to be seen. A week later,
she said that she was using her guest bathroom when
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she got up to pull her pants up. She said
she felt a pressure on her leg, an immense pressure.
So she looked down to look at her leg, and
that little boy was wrapped around it, hugging her leg.
She freaked out so bad that she was trying to
get him off of her, but she fell backwards into
the tub and brought the whole rod down with her.
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At that point, that's when she had come over to
my house because she was so scared. She didn't want
to be by herself anymore. One time we were in
the pool, me and her. We were getting in an
argument about something. I couldn't even tell you what it is.
It's been so long now but she basically was like, well,
I hope that little boy follows you home. I remember
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like being so mad, and I was like, why would
you say that, and she was like, yeah, I hope
he follows you home because I'm tired of this. And
sure enough, he did follow me home. My bedroom is
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also attached to my brother's bedroom. I'm on one side.
There's a long hallway all the way towards the back.
His bedroom is there, and then there's a bathroom between
her two bedrooms. I had the door open in my
bedroom and I was watching a TV show. I was
wanting it to cut to commercial because I had to
go to the bathroom really bad. I had been holding
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it the whole time, but I didn't want to miss
like a single minute of this episode. I'm sitting there
and I'm kind of doing the pee dance when my
door's open. All of a sudden, out of the corner
of my eye, I can see my nephew walking towards
the bathroom, and I'm like, dang, he beat me to it,
you know. I run immediately to my mom's bathroom because
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I had got to go. I get there, I opened
her bedroom door when my nephew is sitting on the bed.
I remember looking at him and I was like, did
you use the bathroom that fast? And he's like, I
didn't go to the bathroom. And then I went into
her bathroom, and my mom's in the bathroom, so it
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was just the three of us at home. I remember
thinking about that instance a lot and just kind of
letting it go because I really didn't want it to
be true. I didn't want to think that he actually
followed me home. I could be doing anything, watching TV
in the living room, and I would see out of
like the peripheral of my eye, the shape of a
little boy walking by. My brother. He's older. I believe
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he was going into the Marines when he was home
from basic training and I was home alone again, and
so he was like, Hey, do you want to do
it like a movie night? And I was like, yeah,
let's do it. So he stayed up all night watching
horror movies and he fell asleep in the living room.
The next morning, I get up, he still passed out
on the couch, and so I go and start making pancakes.
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He starts waking up and he goes, I didn't know
my nephew. I didn't know he stayed. I saw him
in the middle of the night. He was standing right
there in the hallway by your bedroom, and I was like, no,
he wasn't because he's not here. My nephew did not
stay the night, and he was like, yes, he did.
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I woke up in the morning and I looked over
and he was standing there, and I told him go
to bed, it's late, and he turned around and went
into your bedroom. I didn't tell my brother about anything
that happened. My brother is very He does not believe
in that at all, and at the time he was
an atheist. He just did not believe in any of it.
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So I just kind of kept thinking to myself. I
had a best friend at the time in high school.
She came and spent the night with me and my
mom because my dad was away for the weekend. We
were trying to open this bag of chicken nuggets and
it was like a really thick wag. So I was like,
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will you go to my desk and just grab the
parisis ands that are on it? And she goes ow
be right back. She goes to my bedroom and she
comes back. She is like white as a ghost. She
was gripping the scissors really hard. She's like, there's a
little boy standing in the hallway. She was completely freaked
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out because she had never in her life experienced anything
like that. That made her turn to God because she
was just like, it was a gliss you know, something
exists out there, and so that was a pretty bad
experience for her. She didn't want to spend the night,
so we all ended up spending the night in the
living room for all of us to stay together. One time,
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we had a few of our church members come and
we read the Bible, we prayed. I think it was
like in the middle of worship that we heard the
phone go off. It sounded like, you know, a pop song,
like a woman singing. My dad glared at me and
he's like, I told you to turn your cellphone off.
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Sure enough, my phone was off, but that singing was
coming from like behind where the group was, towards the chimney.
I remember everyone in that your group burning and looking
from where the singing was going on. Behind the wall
of the chimney is the yard, so it's like right
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against that wall. And so my dad and you know,
a couple of the guys got up and went to
the backyard and nothing. We didn't know where the sound
came from. Me and my dad loved to prank each other,
especially back then. We did it all the time. One day,
he goes to my uncle's house. Me and my mom
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were sitting in her room watching TV, and all of
a sudden, you hear like a man whistling. Her door
is open, so the living room is completely pitch black.
My mom nudges me and she goes, it's your dad
trying to scare us again. Yep, sure is, And I'm like, haha, Dad,
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very funny, you got us and we heard nothing. So
I pull out my cell phone and my dad always
has his phone on loud, so I call him and
it starts ringing, and then he picks up and he's like, hey,
i'll be home in ten minutes. I'm almost done here.
And he hangs up. And my mom heard the phone call.
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She was like, then, what is no one? And I
remember getting up and I shut the door and I
locked it and we stayed there until my dad came home.
It was just stuff like that that happened all the time,
and we just kind of like learned to live with it.
My sister ended up moving in to that house for
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a while, and there was one weekend where her kids
were with their dad and I was home alone, so
it's just me and her for that weekend. She had
come home from the club around two am and she
had gotten a ride from a friend. She was pretty toasted.
She comes into my bedroom and starts telling me about
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her night. And she's talking to me, I start hearing
this tea kettle sound like when you're boiling water in
a kettle, and it starts to like whistle, and I
could faintly start hearing that. I catch her looking towards
the door, and she's like, are you making tea? And
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I was like, we don't have a tea kettle and
it stops and she's like, hm, must be the TV.
She kept on going on about her night, and all
of a sudden, I hear these heavy footsteps. It sounded
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like starched pants walking. As she's talking to me, I'm
like listening to these things. When she looks over back
at the door and she's like, what is that When
the footsteps start to get faster, like it's running to
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the room, and out of instinct, I got up and
I shut the door and locked it, and the footsteps stopped.
She was screaming her head off. She was so scared,
and that wasn't helping me because I'm like in fight
or flight mode at this point. She was like, we
have to call the cops. We have to call the cops.
And I'm like, and say what, the doors were locked.
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There's nobody in here. And I was like, okay, listen,
in two minutes, we're going to run out the door,
like run out of my bedroom and run out the
front door and just book it to the gas station,
which was like maybe a two minute walk from where
we were at. So I opened the door. She takes
off running before I do, and then I follow her.
As I'm running, I see that the back door is
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wide open, the TV is at max volume, and all
of the lights are on, like in the entire house,
all the lights have been turned on. I start running
behind her. When we get to the end of our
street wise stop and I'm like, king on. I remember
standing there and trying to collect my thoughts of what
to do. All of a sudden, you could hear those
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same footsteps running towards us in the darkness. We took
off running to the gas station. Once we got there,
we ended up calling some friends and they ended up
coming when we found the house just as had found it.
When we ran out of that room, all the lights
were on, the TV was at max volume. There was
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no do there. I remember that the most terrifying experience
that I had had there because I had never really
been aggressive since the apartment, but whatever that was, the
presence was heavy, dense. It was awful when my sister
has never forgotten that experience, like she still talks about
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it till this day. There was a one specific time
that I had this stream we were in that house.
I remember watching myself interact with my parents and bring
me asked my dad if he could go to a concert,
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and my dad said, no, you can't go to the concert.
You're going to stay home tonight. The person in my
dream that's me literally grabs a bat and hit my
dad over the back of the head with it, and
my dad fell face first on the table. I remember
thinking watching this happen, like what are you doing? Like
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you can't do that, Go to jail. That's a soul,
like that's my dad, you know. It slowly starts to
transform into something else because it doesn't any longer look
like me. It looks almost twisted, like it was so distorted.
It was weird. When then she turned to look at
me with like this horrific smile, and in that moment,
I knew wasn't me anymore that I was looking at
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when it stood there and it smiled at me, when
I was so terrified that I just remember praying in
that moment and I kept rebuking it in the name
of Jesus, and the smile dropped from its face immediately.
I mean, that was the first time I saw it
almost be scared. I woke up, and that was like
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my turning point of like, it really doesn't have power
over me. You give stuff Moor, but things like that
fed off your fear, and so let's start being scared.
Halfway through high school, I was just tired this stuff
would happen daily, and it was just so draining to
be scared that I honestly was annoyed when it happened.
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All I feel something in the room, like a heavy presence.
I'm like, you don't belong here, and you're not allowed
to be here, and you would go away like I
would know longer feel a heavy presence or read or fear. Finally,
we moved out to West Texas staking a break from college.
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But I moved here and my parents were renting out
this old home. When I first moved in, we got
another dog because our dog had tragically passed. I got
him during October, and it's really cold out in West Texas,
like if you get towards desert, like the cold is cold.
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That house was so old that the windows weren't properbly
sealed anymore. But my parents weren't going to be the
ceiling because they rented on this home, you know, like
they didn't want to be the ones paying for it.
So we would sleep with all these heavy Mexican blankets
as it got colder in the like fall and winter.
He was in my puppy shiner. He would sleep in
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the house. There was one night that he was sleeping
on the bed just on the outside of the curvers.
I felt him like adjust and then he kept adjusting,
but he started like, instead of being on the side
of me, he started adjusting on me. He wasn't super small,
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he was a German shepherd puppy, but they get pig
pretty fast, and so I was like trying to move
him while these blankets are on top of my head,
like because it's super cold. I'm literally trying to adjust
him and move him to the side, and he just
keeps coming back up as I'm pushing him down. He
settles for a little bit, and then he's trying to
adjust on top of me, and at one point he
is like directly on top of my face. And I
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got really tired of adjusting him. So I was like,
all right, you're going You're going to go and sleep
down in the floor, and so I go to take
off my blankets. But as I'm doing that, I'm also
pushing him down. He ended up falling and I heard
him with the ground pretty hard, and I was like,
I think I just heard him. I didn't mean to
like fling him off of me. So I get up
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and I'm trying to like beckon him with my hand,
and I'm like, obviously he went under the bed, you know,
because I can't see him immediately on on the floor,
and so I was like, I'm shiner, I'm sorry, you
can sleep on the bed. Like I didn't even to
sling you off that hard. She wouldn't come. I get up,
turn on the light, and get on my hands and
knees and look under the bed to be like, come on, puppy,
and he was not there. In my bedroom door is shut.
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Where is this dog? Like? Get up, open the door,
walk to my parents' bedroom, and he is sleeping on
the foot of my parents' bed. I don't know if
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it's followed us or it's just I always like to
believe that I was just always sensitive. My mother's always
been sensitive to things like this. I've been sensitive my
main babysitter when I was over. Every time my mom
would go pick her up, she's like, have you taken
her to get baptized? Because she says stuff that scares me.
Sometimes grabbed my husband's stomach the other day and said
(35:17):
that he was gonna die, and it made us really uncomfortable.
Granted I'm three years old at this point, and my
mom's like, I'm so sorry, Like, yes, I'll take her
to church. Her husband died of step cancer three years later.
She used to tell me like that she believed in reincarnation.
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Like she used to tell me, like, I really think
that you were born with a gift. A bonne in
our culture is what they called it. There was one
day that she asked me, I'm two years old, and
she walks up and she asked me, who are you?
Not what's my name? But if you went up to
a kid and been like, who are you, the kid
would respond, I'm Kiara, I'm two years old, you know,
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like a normal answer. And I looked at her and
I said, you know who I am. She believed that
it was her younger brother who had died of leukemia
when he was really young. She said that I had
like that same look in my eye, like it didn't
look like a kid, like it was really weird. And
I mean, obviously don't remember any of this stuff. My
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mom said that I used to walk around with like
a deck of cards when I was younger, like three
four around there. And at the time, my sister and
my cousin who I've talked about previously, they are both
the same age, and so they were with their future
baby daddies when I was younger. They were with them
for a long time. They were already kind of dating.
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Then when I was this age and my thing comes
up to me and she's like, well, why don't you
tell me my future? And I literally looked at her
and I was like, your boyfriend's never going to stay
with you and did it like they had babies and everything,
but he did not stay with her when she would
always call me a witch. She did not like to
be around me at all. I feel like a lot
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of people were scared of me when I was really young.
But the younger thing, I can't explain it, like why
don't I remember this stuff unless there was somebody else's
spirit there. I think it is God given. I don't
say just anyone has it, but it is pretty terrifying
having it as a kid, because you feel really cursed.
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You feel scared all the time. And I remember feeling
terrified a lot of my childhood, and then when I
got older, it just, I don't know, it kind of
became like this normal, and I don't fear it anymore.
I believe in God, and I believe that there's another side,
but I don't believe in religion per se. That it
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is a bone. I don't know what else it could be.
There are still times where so weird that I can
feel sleep proassis come on, I want to see. A
couple of months ago, it was the first time in
years since I've experienced that, and I was falling asleep
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and all of a sudden, I could hear a woman laughing,
but I was in that in between of almost asleep
but not quite there, and I could hear her laughing
in my ear. So I woke up real quick and
I felt my legs. They were super super heavy, and
I was like, oh, no, you don't not in this house.
I've been living in my apartment with my husband for
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one on five years. That's the first time that that's
happened to me in years, and so I was so
upset that this was happening now because I haven't had
anything paranormal really here in my home, which I it
is my safe space. I make sure I pray all
the time, and I'm like, hey, like this is a
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house of God. Like nothing negative I do not accept.
Like I have one of those evil eye hanging above
my doorway, my front door, I'd like make sure to
keep bad vibes out of my house, Like I just
don't like taking that stuff home, Like I know what
it is to live with that kind of stuff. So
I'm really particular about things like that. But I was
so mad when that happened to me a couple of
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months ago that I forced myself to like sit up
and I was like, get out of my house, like
whatever you are, you are not welcome here, and it
cletely went away. I'm really quick to shut it down
because I don't like, like it's almost like you don't
have a choice whether to be scared when you're in
a full sleep paralysis, Like it's fear off the bat,
and that is such a horrible feeling. I always know
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that it's something paranormal about to happen to me because
my body reacts before my mind does. The hair on
the back of my neck stands up, my body freezes,
you know what I mean, Like a fear like but
the deafening silence that when that happens to it. It
didn't happen a whole lot, but I remember the handful
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of times where it's so silent, the stones was loud,
like it was deafening. It's it's that's like the worst.
I hate that. I don't know why that happens, but
I hate the feeling. The feeling's awful. When I've talked
to really close friends about their experiences, I can feel
their fear like it's palpable. And maybe that's because I'm
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sensitive or something, but I'm like Okay, stop right there.
You were Okay, you're safe, but you got to lose
that because like here is contagious. I don't really think
anything could hurt you unless you let it, Like you
have to give it consent. There are some stuff that
we can't control. But when I was younger, I got
into like demonology and loved like learning as much as
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I could because I didn't want to be spared anymore.
Let me tell you, looking into that stuff get scary
for Catholicism, Like I've done my research in that and
apparently demonic possession. They are not allowed to possess you
unless you get the permission, And a lot of the
time it's not so straightforward as in, you know, I
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give you permission to possess me. It comes out of
fear of you, feeling unworthy of you, feeling guilt. Same
and a lot of people believe that that's why people
get possessed, because they did something so horrible in their
life that they don't deserve to be loved by God.
And it's almost like inviting it.
Speaker 2 (41:34):
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