Even though I know you watch me, I'm afraid, but not gone.Yet.

WHY IS MY ARM COLD, NOTHING BUT! TAKE IT! someone ran out of my room! Don't take anything... nothings gone... I don't wanna die.


I never have believed in ghosts, but now I'm not going to lie to myself anymore. I know I have a demon in my house, no it's not a ghost... I know. The things I notice are not subtle, they are obvious and scary. First, I was just watching movies I've never see before like Skyline and shit and I fell asleep IN MY BED! I wake up in complete darkness, nobody else home even before I started watching movies. Now think I never turned off the lights, why are they off? I'm not in my room, I'm in a different room, my family room. I'm already freaked out, but oh no it gets worse. I hear deep deep breathing in my ear so I spring up and run to my room and close the door. I feel like my room is a sanctuary, somewhere where the demon can't get me. At night my cat while scratch and hiss to get into my room to get away from it. Sometimes my cat will follow some object on the floor I clearly can't see, but it's there. I know it likes my fear, but I can't help it. So if you share your stories it might calm me down. Sometimes I even feel its behind me just doing what I do for fun. I know the demon isn't recent now. It's been with me since I was at least seven. I vividly remember my old house, it was 3 stories, new, and had odd things about it. One was the garage went down stairs like a basement, the other thing being a hatch on the wall in the master bedroom. I never went in the hatch, but I feel I'd be scar'd for life if I did. There was a time when my dad and I were in theT.V room. This room was connected to the kitchen very widely. My dad was in the kitchen and me being in the T.V room listening to music from the T.V speakers when suddenly the music blasted to full volume. I had the remote and I did nothing. I ran to the T.V to turn it down, when I looked up I could see a little girl in perfect shape, behind, in the reflection. This I have repressed for a while and now I remember. This, well, entity now has followed me. Why does it want me?


UPDATE! PLEASE READ!: Last night I had a dream where the demon in my house ( I have now seen his face 3 times in dreams) was gripping his own face, rubbing it and pulling it. The room was lit only with candles, and he kept telling me with a smile "you need to take my place." It wasn't even aggressive so what does that mean!? There was other stuff in the dream, but this is all I remember. I do actually remember being at maybe a campsite and there was two, opposite, large, flat rocks. I'm sorry there's nothing to go on :/


UPDATE 11/27/11: My room seems to be at a constant cold now. Xbox running, computer running, heat on, nothing seems to be shaking the cold. I live in two houses, divorce, and my moms house the same thing will be happening (xbox, computer, heat), but it's warm there. None of the same effects as this house that I update my time of my problems are happening at my moms house. I have had problems from childhood with this, well I don't even know what it is anymore. All I know is that the only time I've ever had a problem is at my old house and this one, no others. My brain is certainly taking a heavy toll on this issue it seems because I can't go to sleep without having the thought it's going to kill me when I close my eyes. Eventually my body stops fighting and I will always fall alseep and wake the next morning perfect in health and mind forgetting my fight to stay awake the few hours ago. My body has naturally been able to stay awake til 3am now with no stimulate whatsoever, only temporarily fending off the, I'm just going back to "demon", that haunts me while I wake. I'll always be here to update on how my brain is doing in these long, arduous days... I hope.

UPDATE 11/28/11:


I don't remember a single bit of this I'll film again tonight to see what happens.


UPDATE 11/29/11: I recorded again, but this time it was only me shuffling around a little bit, just normal sleep stuff. I can't make a full picture in my mind of the demons face though even though I have seen it in my dreams before. Remembering dreams is never something that I'm good at, but tonight I will try to dream of him. I want to see his face so I can sketch, take a pic of it, and see what you guys think. Is a facial recognition good enough to classify a demon because other than I can only provide a severe bite mark on my left arm that I woke up to last night. So response on the face thing would be helpful. I am scared to see him, but I don't really have many options now besides deal with it.


UPDATE 11/30/11: I had almost no luck with the dreaming, but there's something different now. Instead of feeling like I'm being watched I start hearing things. For a while I'd get very scared because I could hear someone drastically pulling chairs across the hard wood floor at about 1am which has been happening every other day or so. I can hear clearly something scratching on my door constantly and for a long period of time. I will sometimes hear a light laugh with random sounds muffled into it, and see things moving in the corner of my. I think this is what it wants. Not for it to be seen, but me to think what I see is him. I was actually tired by 1am last night, but I still only will fall asleep at 3am. I do always feel a breeze down my neck from behind and all I can think is when he will rip my throat out. I will film tonight again with two cameras so I can make sure to capture the whole room to make sure not to miss anything this time.

UPDATE 12/4/11: sorry no updates in a while, but I have been trying to ignore what happened. I have bite marks on my arm, spread by a gap and one tooth bigger than the other. I made a sketch, but it's not good. The smile is mostly what I remember. I'm pretty sure the hair is hair, maybe spikes. For those who say I'm faking. Think what you want, I'm scared and you don't have to care. I'm being haunted and you are just a little person trying to make an opinion that no one cares about. So I'm going to keep posting and you can sit back and watch my sanity wear down.




UPDATE 12/7/11: sorry about the weird post, I was a little... extremely frightened. I have seen another, well not demon. Idk what he is. I was done taking a shower and saw a man in clean white bandages next to me, like a mummy but very neat and tidy. I saw him again walking out in the reflection of the mirror inside of the pitch black room. I have also found that dreams are the only way to directly take a look and contact these entities. This man was in my dream standing next to a pole, pitch black outside. It was very short, so very easy to remember. He just said "keep going." Very monotone and well not scary to say the least. I don't have a feeling of harm around him when see that little glimpse in my eye. He is still to shaded to understand what he is meant to be to me, so I will tape another night. When you see the white thing on the bed... that's my beenie. Trying to flatten out hair before I wake up :3. I think I'm feeling a sense of security now with the bandage man around.

UPDATE 12/11/11: I've been trying to figure out that man in white and I really am not still sure if this is correct, but here is a try. I had a dream where the man in white was standing over the demon, taller, bigger, and looking down on him. Nothing else happened in the dream that I remember, but I really think that shows that the man in white is more of a watcher, or a scout. I wouldn't call him an angel because of the fact I still feel the need to run and hide if I saw him. Mirrors are my most avoided target now because I see the demon and man in them. I have also gotten very claustrophobic in the dark, not scared of it but in it I feel like I'm being squeezed and dragged down. The thing I'm having the most trouble with is now I just feel compelled to do things out of my will. In the night I'll wake up and just want to look down the hallway. I think I am telling myself to wait for the demon and talk to it for the best result, but my gut tells me I'll die if I do.



this is a cool song showing how I kinda feel.




I shit my **** pants when I ran over this bit, nothing else last night. Then again... what else do you need?


12/20/11: I have been curled up for the majority of the winter break thinking that I saw nothing in the video. I have always had my own little mouse in the back of my mind thinking that this is all in my head. That mouse has now died. I will wake up with that burnt drawing of the demon on my bed every night and morning. I did burn that picture, it haunted me every look it gave me. The drawing was crude and silly to you, but it was all my fear smashed into one lead filled face of a monster. A monster that haunts me and torments me while tempting my sanity by leaving for the moment to only return to slip his blanket of fear onto me. I don't like how I'm living right now, but I don't want to give up. If I give in... he wins. Have you ever seen the face of a demon? Asking you to be with him in hell? Have you ever seen false hope great as the man in white was for me? He's gone if you didn't know... the man in white is not here for me anymore. I'm not balanced right now, why'd he leave?


12/22/11: I can feel a sort of tension in my house. I haven't just been up to do anything. Getting out of bed for school is difficult task for me now. I know I'm scared of my room, hallway, house, sometimes the bathroom, but I want to stay most of the time. I have no motivation for mostly anything, I mean I didn't even **** update this until the 20'th just because I didn't have the will to. My spirit is fading and really I will just sit hear staring at the screen not wanting to even type anything because of how my fingers will get tired or some shit. This article right now is a pain in my ass to write in the first place. I noticed Dubstep is still my passion to make, but lately I have liked the feeling of death metal and dark songs I think up while not giving a **** in school. This demon is making me feel worse and worse by days go on. I feel less and less because of the mental trauma I experience now. If you've noticed my "colorful" language, it's because I feel it flows better now. The main point I'm trying to make is my will is gone. There might be posts that are not that long and there will be no more videos. I might become less descriptive and more vague than anything. Though I will never forget the reason I created this post... for help. No matter how weird and short the posts might get, no matter the intervals between them, I still need your help.


UPDATE:1/7/12- "Your fear is what's keeping it there. you need to show it you don't fear it and it will move on. It is feeding off of your misery because you're letting it." Someone commented saying this which I will give credit to later. My problem is that I know it's here without a doubt. I'm being left home alone more and more and the demon is just making it worse making it harder and harder for me to close my eyes for even a second for fear of this thing appearing right in front of my very eyes. There will be loud crashes without anything broken or out of place, the light in my hallway will turn off by itself when no one is home, I hear his heavy breathing in my room next to my bed... just watching me. I don't know what to do. Is he mad at me? I don't feel safe on my own. I understand why some people think this is fake because they don't live with me. I haven't told anybody about my "problem" for fear of ridicule and this is the only way to keep it anonymous, and this is the best way I could find to seek help is from people who might have same encounters. To think this all started from me just blowing off steam from my small encounters but now it seems that it got worse from then on, that's why I stopped. I thought if I stopped sharing my stories he would leave me alone. I now know that he is not ever leaving. I can die, he can't.

UPDATE 1/16/12: I'm tired so I'm not feeling like typing a lot. This weekend was shit. All I did was stay up because of the mass amounts of fear I found. Things would crash, shadows would move, people walking around even though I'm the only one awake. Long story short I'm going to start doing a bunch of weed to escape from this. Night guys... if I can sleep. **** my life.

P.S- I want the man in white back, I'm weak.


UPDATE: 2/7/12: You have noticed that I haven't posted in a fairly long time. Well I finally spoke out and my parents decided to move. Nothing has happened in the new house and nothing will probably ever happen. I still have one thing on my mind. For those of you long term readers, do you remember the little girl in the T.V reflection I talked about? She hasn't showed up at all, I only have had thoughts about her lately. Oh and forget about the pentagram, I didn't post that story.


UPDATE 2/22/12: so is there any evidence of a demon being able to make you sick or ill? I have been throwing up for 3 days, feel weak, have a headache and yeah I can't finish this. So yeah um info plz? Idk someone, sick, help, yeah.


UPDATE 3/11/12: I feel like the demon there before was part of the house, because he his gone. This little girl is just pertaining to so many situations in my life now. I can hardly do anything, things I've seen and done before have become different and all have something to do with this little god damn girl. One of my favorite songs I would listen to a while ago I started listening to again. The screaming parts have never been clear til now. "Don't ever fall asleep, you won't wake up. I walk with shadows."


UPDATE 3/25/12: No no, shits getting bad again. I hate this, I hate this! She's just trying to torture me. She wants me to kill myself! She makes me dream of awful things, nightmares. She makes the doors open when I'm alone. She wakes me up in the night only to disappear and make my mind. I don't want all this to happen again. man in white come save me!


UPDATE 3/26/12: I heard someone banging. Someone was trying to get in from the dark. I thought she was already here? Maybe she isn't all the way across to me. Maybe she still needs more fear from me. You will get none from me you stupid bitch. Its one for a man to hold his own heart, but a girl will take it, hold it, and swallow it with her black menaicle teeth. Behind all this symbolism, there is a story. When your drawing and hear a banging in the other room and hear a girl scream as loud as her little pipes will let her demonic voice go, you begin to question wether you're ever home alone. I know my mom and sister are gone for now, but someone is sill with me. I don't like this person who stays behind the white gate.


UPDATE 4/27/12: I have tried to ignore the fact that she is here for the longest time, I still do. I physically know that she is here with me, watching me type this, and I still try to find rational thought in this. When my door opens on its own, when someone screams and I'm home alone, when I can see her in the dark, I deny she is there. I will not ignore this one bit anymore. I came home after a day out with friends to see something awful, blood everywhere, only inside of my own room. My mother called the police, but all they said was something was flung around, probably my dogs fighting with a squirrel. Why only my room? Why no pictures? Your first thought when you see blood is not to take pictures, it's to get the **** out of there. My sister has pictures so I'll see what I can do with that though. I haven't recorded in my sleep, but all I can dream about is a little girl looking at me through a mirror, screaming at me.

UPDATE 5/11/12: This post is because of vIPaCmAnSd who asked me what this was like, so I answered.

"No one has ever just plain asked me that before, but I can try to tell you. It's like having no freedom. I am trapped in the one place most people feel free, my own home. I do try to get out as much as possible, but sometimes this is unavoidable. It feels like there is always another person just standing behind me and watching. I have no idea why she is watching or how, but it's happening. Imagine the scariest thing in your life being with you at all times no matter how hard you fight it. Closing your eyes doesn't make this **** go away. Drugs do help, but they wear off and soon bring you back to your cell in your own house. I don't recommend investigating into how to get these things or how to contact them. These "Demons" are just tortured people trying to make you as miserable as them. Once I'm the most miserable thing in her eyes I'll probably die, not sure at the moment. But I highly assume she will kill me."


UPDATE 8/27/12: It has been a long time since I posted here. I hope you all still remember me. I know one person remembered me, jfishy. Thank you for still being interested in my long talk about myself and my friend who seems to be following me anywhere I go. Let's just start talking about the girl herself, shall we. For a while now I have said it is just a demon, or it. This really isn't necessary anymore. From now on her name is She. I do not know much of She, only that she is a girl. She will now find ways to even scare me when I feel everything is ok. I have woken up and seen a still, large object on the floor, praying it be there when I wake up. I wake and see nothing in its place. I will hear her moan in at night when no one is home. Do I dare check any noises that come from the sanctuary of my room? No. Then again, is my room even safe anymore? Sometimes I turn on the lights fearing she is just watching me type, write, smoke, eat, anything I do she could be watching. She is just waiting for the perfect moment. She is waiting for when her little annoyances turn into sheer torture for me. She has always wanted me to kill myself. I will never let her win this small war when we are alone. Only when I see the company of others will she go away. Why doesn't she bother them? Why am I the one you want? I may bear her haunting's now, but She does learn new tricks to really erk me. I know she is a child, but what causes one to die and become this evil being? What makes someone so young, so innocent, to become so cold and bitter to harass another human towards death? Something lies within me that she feels she must grasp. Something more than a soul.

NOTE 8/29/12: This little note stems from the questions that Kieranbarber asked. Heaven is a lie to keep people fearing hell and staying in a religion. Heaven was also made up because it gave good people a sense of comfort. In any case, heaven isn't real.