My Encounter

Around the age of four, I began to realize that were more than just humans, animals and plant life inhabiting this earth, it was a place shared with ethereal entities as well. Some of these souls were good and just passing through, while others perhaps, were meant to be guides. However, there were others who were cruel, malicious, whose only intent was to reek havoc and create chaos, (your typical poltergeist), and then there were some who were never human at all, and these soulless entities to me, were the most evil and feared of all.

My first fearful episode transpired at that age during a afternoon of play. I was sitting in the hallway in the upstairs of our home outside my mother's bedroom door. My mother was continuously plagued with Migraines, and most of time, she was confined to the pitch blackness of her bedroom. So, I would often sit outside of her bedroom door in attempt to remain as close to her as I could get, as I missed her terribly. I was left in the care of my older brother who was about 14 at the time, and I remember him often reminding me to be very quiet, because any noise would make mommy feel more ill. So, in hopes that she would get better, I would be as quiet as I possibly could be. This one particular afternoon, I was outside her door coloring her a picture. I was going to slide it underneath the door thinking that she would get it and it would make her feel better. All of a sudden, I had the sense that someone was behind me, so I looked up from my coloring, but seen nothing. So, I continued coloring, but the feeling of an evil presence grew ever stronger and stronger. Finally, when it was so severe, I stopped to look up. And there before me was a black translucent shadow hovering over the stairwell, and as humourous as this may sound, it precisely resembled the wraiths that were used in LOTR , it remained there for a few moments before it over passed me and went straight through my mother’s bedroom door.

I was so fear stricken of what I had seen, I could not yell, nor could I move. When I finally could, I left out a scream that probably could have awakened the dead. My brother came rushing up the stairs to quiet me, and he quickly took me down to the living room. He then asked me what was wrong with me, and I quickly related all that I had seen to him. He told me to remain in the living room while he left to check on her. He soon came back and told me she was fine and that what I had seen must have been eye trickery, and then he scolded me for misbehaving. As time passed, what I had seen not only manifested attacks upon my mother, but on my brother and my self as well. After many torturous months of this activity, my mother sought help. I can not remember who exactly these people were, but they visited our home and told us they could help us. They gave instructions to my mother, my brother, and I to stand within a circle as they stood outside another circle surrounding us. They told us to remain silent and to meditate on something positive and no matter what took place, we were not under any circumstances, to step outside of that circle. As they began to say words in a unfamiliar language repetitiously, We began to hear what was like four or five very heavy people stomping in the room above us and after a few moments, you could hear them running down the stairs. I was reminded to keep my eyes closed and to meditate, and as I had my head buried into my mothers dress, I felt what was like a very cold rush of wind. It was followed by our outside door opening and slamming shut. It was then, over. What ever had been inhabiting our home with terror, was then gone, or so we thought.

Considerable time had passed, and all that we had experienced faded distantly in our minds. We lived in a new home, new town, and made new acquaintances. We were back to living normal, every day lives. That was until I was around 7 years of age, and it inaugurated again. I had been outside playing and was called to come in for the night. Course, rule of the house was to immediately to take a bath after being outside. So, I went to my room, grabbed my pj’s and headed down the hall to the bathroom. As I was on my way, I heard a voice say “Larae, I am coming for you”. I thought nothing more of than it being my brothers out to scare me as they were infamous for doing. I just said, “I knowit’s you two, so knock it off”. I waited for a few moments to see if they would spill out of the hall closet in laughter as they normally did, but, no sign of the two jokers. So I opened the hallway door and found no one. Still convinced that it was them, I just brushed it off and continued to the bathroom to take my bath. After my bath, I watched a little bit of television and went to bed a few hours later. Approximately around 3:00 a.m., I suddenly awoke to a feeling of someone or something being in the room with me, and I sat straight up in bed. In the hallway, just outside my bedroom door, I could hear what I thought to be movement. I continued to sit there just watching for a sign of someone to walk by...but nothing. I began to feel more fearful, and then, this female silhouette appeared in the threshold of my bedroom. I thought for a moment that perhaps it was my mother so I said “mom, is that you?” It was at that moment when this being stepped inside my bedroom and it’s eyes were a glowing red, I suddenly realized that this was not my mother. It suddenly changed form from female to male as it moved closer to approaching my bedside, then, it’s final transition was no more than that of a dark, floating shadowy mist, it then scooped up under my body lifting me up off the mattress. I was holding on to the handle on the side of the mattress to restrain myself from being taken anywhere. I tried to scream, but all I could manage was a faint whisper, I was unable to move at all, and after what seemed to be an eternity, it finally released me dropping me back on to the mattress as it disappeared into thin air.

I didn’t waste a moment! I fled from that room like a bat out of hell. I went into the living room where my oldest brother was snoring away on the sofa. Still hysterically shaken up by my experience, I vigorously shook him to awaken him. Once I had him somewhat conscious, I began to tell him what happened. He told me that it was just a dream and that I needed to go back to bed. I begged and pleaded for him to get up, and after a few minutes, he got up, grabbed me by the arm and told me he had enough of this and he was dragging me back to my bedroom. I immediately went into a hysterical fit and began to fight with him and I refused to go back in that room at any cost. A thousand lashings at that point, would have been a lot better to me then having to return to that room. It wasn’t long before my mother came out to the living room and asked what the hell was going on, and did we know that it was 3:30 a.m. My brother related all to my mother of how I came and woke him up over a nightmare, and I interrupted and told my mother that it was not a nightmare, it was real! She asked me to describe to her what I had seen, so I told her from start to finish of my terrifying ordeal. She said nothing for a few moments and only stared at my brother as if though she was amazed or shocked at what I had told her. She told me to just come to bed with her. It was much later in my adult hood that my mother asked me if I remembered that particular incident, and of course, I have never forgotten, and I told her yes. She told me that she had something to tell me about that. That there was more to it than just what had taken place that night with me. So I said, “mom, what was it?” and she said..Well, what is was, is still a mystery to me, maybe it was a demon, or some work of witchcraft, but I know you just did not invent that from your imagination, nor were you just dreaming. She continued to tell me that she knew it wasn’t, because a week prior to my incident, while my step-sister was visiting, she occupied my room since I was off spending the week at my grandmothers. She said that my step-sister had awakened around the same time as I had, and I described the same exact thing to a T as she had with her experience. My mother told me she just never told me because she just felt that it wouldn’t have done anything but upset me more so. So, it was kept hushed.

To present date, I have had a few occasions here and there where I have awakened from a deep sleep to feel something in the room with me, but..I have not suffered a heavy attack of paralysis or inabilities to talk since my late twenties. I feel that I owe a big thank you to the vampire community for that. It was not a easy pill for me to swallow, but once I absorbed it into my system, I was finally able to rid myself of these attacks. Which leads to my explanation, but before I get ahead of myself with that, I want to pin point why, if you have not already been able to distinguish the difference already, I disagree with the medical aspect regarding my encounters.

1. Although the gist of my attacks were in the middle of the night, there were other times when I was fully conscious when I seen and felt a presence.

2. There were others beside myself that seen, sensed, or was attacked by the same entity. By far can anyone have the same over active imagination, or describe the same exact thing and constitute it as a nightmare or coincidence.

Conclusion

I sincerely suspect that the experiences that I had were not a form of sleep paralysis, but were the result of some form of psychic attack. I feel that these attacks were most likely carried out by someone with this type of psychic ability or even perhaps an astral being. Depending on beliefs, some could say that that it was the act of psychic vampire. Although the psychic vampire and astral vampire are somewhat similar in their methods, there is a quite a distinction between those two in the way I am presenting it. I believe that it is possible for a soul to survive on the lower level of the astral planes long after their physical body has decomposed, (such as the ka in the Egyptian belief) and that they must feed off the living’s energy to sustain them. This type of vampire, I could be considered to be a astral vampire.

The psychic or psi vampire, are still bound to their physical body, they are mortal in every sense of the word, but they can leave their body and surf the astral planes at will. However, there are those that do this unknowingly, and they are called unintentional psychic vampires. You may be wondering why such an attack would be warranted by one of these vampires, so I will briefly explain.

Psychic vampires, be they unintentional or intentional, possess a substantial depletion of energy that they can not obtain from table nourishments alone. This energy leak could be caused possibly by a leak, or hole, in their chakras, however, this is just one suggestion. This causes them to become physically imbalanced and very prone to illnesses, such as headaches, mood swings, depression, fatigue, and according to some other reports that I am quite unable to verify, it has been said that it can result in death. The only way for them to acquire and maintain good health is to feed upon the pranic energy that is produced by humans, animals, plants, elements, stones, radio waves, etc. The majority of psychic or psi vampires have a high recognition of their needs, but they do not condone such attacks as I have encountered. They seek out consenting donors, or feed off of a crowd of many, not just one individual. They realize that this can indeed harm a individual on a one to one base, which is not their in their genuine interest at all. They will go the distance to find other sources such as elemental energy and such as I have mentioned above. It is evident all through out the plethora of real vampire sites and forums that are out there that they wish to harm none, they only wish to establish assistance to those who have come to realization of what they are, and what they are doing and to successfully achieve balance for both vampire and participant during the extraction or exchange of energy, as well as other areas of support.

But unfortunately, there are some out there who do not realize what they are or what they are doing, these of course would be your unintentional psychic vampires. Then there is the handful who know what they are and do it deliberately with no regards to anyone. It is important to remember though, that they carry out these malicious acts with much condemnation from the vampire community on a whole. The preferred method that these malicious and unintentional psychic vampires attack is through osmosis, usually centered at the solar plexus or the heart chakra, to instill fear and awaken the victim, after they extract the energy that satisfies them, they generally dissipate and the victim falls back to sleep, and awakens the next morning, slightly tired due to the loss of energy, most of which would have been replaced. These attacks seem to occur between 3:00 a.m. and 5:00 a.m. because that is when people have the highest measure of life force available in their bodies. Most of these attacks are known to take place at night, but although it is not common, they can attack during the day. There is also a great possibility that such attacks can be carried out by someone non-vampiric in the occultic arts. Such things can be accomplished by one that knows the arts quite well. However, with my encounters, I believe the first initial introduction was that of a bodiless, astral vampire, while the other attacks were generated from a unintentional source..the suspect, my stepfather. Since my mother and him have been divorced, her health has improved dramatically. No more fatigue, migraines, or depleted platelet problems. She has even told me that she feels better now at 58, then she did at 30. My step-father’s new wife, who was once robust and energetic, suffers the same lethargic, headachey, depressive conditions my mother once did.. Hmmm...I wonder why? Since all connection has broken with him, I no longer suffer these attacks, but that could also be attributed to my awareness of what is actually going on and my ability to block such attacks from such said persons or entities. Bottom line, these vampires are real, and they do indeed exist.