Ok I’m not even sure if this is where I ask this type of question, I just stumbled across this website looking for some answers, can someone please give me some advice or insight?
This all started about 2 weeks ago, I went to my Grandpa’s funeral 🙁 and I’ve only been to the cemetery a handful of times (I’ve been really lucky and haven’t had to bury many people, my Grandpa was the first
person I lost that I was close to)
So a few days after the funeral I was in bed about to fall asleep and I felt someone touch my hand, I couldn’t move my hand, I couldn’t wake up my husband, and then I felt nails like fingernails and my hand was being squeezed. The next night (and every night since then) I fell an evil presence when I’m in bed at night. At the risk of sounding absolutely crazy I’m just going to tell you exactly what I feel. It feels like an evil man is standing above me while I’m laying in bed, it’s so hard to explain all I can say is I feel like it’s a man and it’s an evil scary feeling! 2 nights ago I was laying in bed with my hands on my chest under the covers (ever night I keep my hands and feet completely covered because I’m terrified I’m going to feel that again!) so with my hand under the covers my hands started feeling like they had NO circulation, they were fuzzy feeling, if that makes sense, it literally felt like there was no circulation in my hands.
Every night I dread going to bed, I stay up as late as I can because I get so scared. Also, my house is very old, not sure how old but I do know the people that lived her before us lived here for 60 years, to my knowledge nobody died here. I don’t get scared or any bad feelings at all until I lay down and all the lights are off but the TV. I pray and pray and lay in bed with my eyes closed because I feel like if I open them I’m going to see something. Nothing helps, I just eventually fall asleep.
Did an evil spirit or something maybe follow me from the funeral? I don’t really know much about this type of stuff so I don’t know where else to go.
I’m sorry I wrote you a freakin novel, I just don’t know what or where else to go.