Following Me Still

From: Duane Budd
Story type: Ghost

Location: So. CA, Indiana, Nevada

Source: Form Submission


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This story began when I was a child. I was about 1 1/2 years of age. My family moved into a house southern CA.
One time, my father was home alone, putting up some shelves, when he heard the sound of heavy footsteps. He said he felt the 'hair on his neck rise', an went outside to wait. When my mother arrived home, he told her of his experience, and she said, 'I know. I've seen it, I don't know what it is, but it is evil.' We moved almost immediately.

One night, not long after, in our new house, my mother awoke in the middle of the night. There was no sound, but she shouted my name, and rushed to my crib, to find me suffocating. I had already turned blue. As soon as she touched me, I began to breathe again. 'It followed us', she said. I was taken to the hospital, and I remember it clearly.

Years later I described the scene to my father, and he confirmed I was describing the correct incident. I remember the parking lot, the rainy weather. I remember him carrying me out of the hospital, walking me around the building. I remember this all very clearly, but from a third person point of view, high above the parking lot, looking on.

First thing to note is that my mother was very psychic naturally, and was not the superstitious type. Second thing,is that I have seen this thing, along with a friend of mine. The first time was at 19, and several times since. As my mother said, i don't know what it is, but I have seen it and it is EVIL. The outpouring of emotions from it - hate, anger, and most of all, jealousy, is overwhelming, enough so that a dog which was present one time dropped to it's belly and backed out of the room.

I always worried that I was imagining this, but I recently met another person who shared a similar experience - violent physical contact, following, the same emotional projections. I now look at this experience in a new light.

Note: it has been almost a year since I've seen it, now. I am interested in others who have shared a similar experience. Alot probably don't believe this story, but the implications are astounding. Feel free to mail me... Sable.