Alert- Paranormal real experience is being shared in the post. Do not read it at all if you cannot handle it or if reading such things fuck up your vibe.
I just know one thing what you are when you are alive, you stay that way even after you die. There is no theory about it, it’s puerply experience. There is nothing like hell or heaven, it is what inside of uou that you live that way n stay that way after you die.
There have been about 4-5 experiences with me, the fifth one which just happened after which I felt like sharing this incident here.
There is one soul, I don’t know if it’s of one of my own deceased family members or an unknown one or it’s some vodoo done by a bitch who could never get me (I am not calling a bitch here any male/female here whom I am or was connected to online, it’s someone from older generation).
So, coming back to the experience. This paranormal one attacks me in my sleep from behind and the only area attacked has always been my head n neck. The first four such incidences that happened in nov-dec, 2019, and what happened was _____ I was in my deep and content sleep. My bua (paternal aunt) was sleeping with me. Suddenly I started dreaming in which I was sleeping in the same way n same position in which I was sleeping in real n my bua also was sleeping in the same position in which she was sleeping that night. Then two hands took hold of my head from my neck n started pulling me from behind. Obviously I could not see anything in my dream, about who or what it was. But the pull was so strong. I was trying to scream in my dream looking at my bua but no voice came from my lips. I was thumping my hands, so that she could wake up from sleep n save me but she was in deep sleep. Those hands were being more forceful with their pull like really trying to get my soul out of my body. Then when nothing worked n I could not even wake up to get rid of it. I started chanting Hanuman Chalisa in my sleep only (yeah, I remember a few starting lines by heart as I used to do hanuman chalisa twice a day daily in my college days which I stopped doing after my father’s death). After chanting it for a few minutes, I became able to open my eyes (I mean I woke up), otherwise I felt so helpless in that sleeping state I can’t even describe. Just imagine a force pulling you out of yourself, you can’t see, you can’t use your voice, your soul is seeking help but nobody can help you, even your hands become useless as you can’t touch it. On another such completely similar incident I chanted waheguru waheguru. I mean I chant anything like that in my sleep and then become capable of at least waking up to get rid of that spirit.
Tonight (4:52 am is the time I got up from it), I experienced exactly similar thing. I was sleeping alone. I saw a dream in which I was lying in the same position in which I slept in real although the situation was different. It was not as dark as in those previous dreams. In this dream, A known person came to our house happy n cheerful with good vibes, I just smiled. I was a bit reluctant to get up as I had no energy left in me (in dream). I was still lying. That person went to the other room to meet my bua. I was all alone in the room, then again two hands grabbed my neck and head from behind and started pressing it. This time it didn’t feel like someone was trying to pull me out but it was more like an angry spirit. I was screaming “bchaoo..bchaaoo” (save me.. save me..) but others were in another room, I was all alone n nobody to help. Then I realised (in my dream itself) what was actually happening, I even realised in my dream itself that it was a dream but I was incapable of waking up. Then, this time I started chanting “Allah hu akbar, allaaah hu akbar” with force in myself imagining mecca’s image n tried to push my own spirit’s force backwards so that I could break myself free of that spiritm And it worked. I felt that thing breaking into pieces n then again I woke up. I was breathing so sharply, heavily n fast as much as one may breathe after running 50-100 kms without water.
It’s always a mix of lucid dreaming and paranormal reality. I can’t even tell how much helpless I feel in those moments when I am thumping my hands n trying to raise even a bit of voice so that somebody can hear me n save me, but am always unable to do so.. just remembering god in any form and using that good n powerful force against that evil one always works for me.. In 2019, I got so afraid after that that I intentionally stopped sleeping at night for a few days, no matter how sleepy I felt. The reason was that in the day time, my bua was not sleeping n she could help me in waking up, at least, just in case she would have heard me making any noise.
But one thing I would really like to know is who that evil soul is. Sometimes, I feel I know who it could be, but other times I feel that I see that person in my other dreams in a good state. This soul/spirit or whatever it is, is something that I have not seen in my dreams and have not even felt its presence as a human being in my entire life, so couldn’t be a familiar departed soul. Maybe purely a ghost or alien which has no face, I don’t know. I actually saw something like that while I was awake for a very minute fraction of a second (during those days when I experienced this thing in 2019). I was coming out of washroom that I saw a rusty coloured broken wounded burnt face n neck (without a body) but only head n neck in which there were no facial features (eyes, nose, mouth.. nothing), for a very minute fraction of a second. It gave me chills throughout my body. Creepy would be an understatement to describe that thing.
(NOTE: If you have read the whole post, kindly do not share any paranormal stuff in the comments; I am unwilling to read/see it. Thank you.)