I’m only 14 but ever since I was little I’ve had a connection with paranormal incidents and over the years it’s gotten worse. It use to be I would just see friendly spirits or this old women I’d never seen (later to find out she was my great grandmother) but ever since I turned 10 I can communicate with spirits.
Well a few years ago my mom, dad and me had just moved into a really nice apartment. I got my own bedroom and bathroom and everything seemed perfect and happy. My favorite thing about my new bedroom was my mirror closet. Well about a month of living there I’d completely changed. I was no longer this happy, smart kid, I wasn’t even me anymore I was more depressed I felt like dying, I was failing every subject and I had extreme attitude. There was only one person I could talk to and would understand me and that was my newest friend I had just met that year (Her name is Alice).
I told her what was going on and she said that she felt negative energy around me and my room. I assumed that I had just hit a bump in the road and I would get better. But it was getting worse. I had Alice spend the night practically every other day and weekends and we decided to make a ghost video one night just as a joke. But when we watched the video we overheard a deep older man saying get out and stop and then static. We hid under my covers that night but I felt someone was watching us and all the sudden I heard my mirror squeak and I looked at it as it moved open then it slammed shut again. By that time I was terrified and woke up my friend and we just hung out in the living room till my mom got up.
2 months later a different friend of mine I’d known for years spent the night. I was in a deep sleep when I woke up and I knew the spirit was back. I kept saying go away, leave me alone and all the sudden the blankets ripped off my bed and I was pushed back into a laying position and was being choked. I couldn’t breath but I was able to kick my friend and wake her up. When she woke up I could breath again and I started crying and I told her what was happening.
Later that night I felt like something was walking over my head like a cat but my cat wasn’t even in the room. I started cleansing my room and saying chants and everything got better. But one night I got out of the shower and went to my room. As I was getting pajamas I looked at my closet mirror and noticed a man laying down on my bed and had a red and orange orb and laughing. I had just froze and started screaming and ran to my mom and cried. I finally told her what had been happening just to find out she had some incidents too.
My dad said her saw shadows by my room and wouldn’t dare walk down the hallway that lead to my room. I figured that my closet was the portal because of the incidents and I had heard people talking in it. I realized I had my first encounter with a demon and the guy that lived in my room before was a devil worshiper. My family and I have moved into a very nice, not haunted house. But I will never forget my first demon.
This post was written by Nadia Vella