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It started happening when i turned 18. I’d always been scared of the dark as a kid but had grown out of that like the average person until the night before my birthday. I’d been hanging around in my basement on my xbox or watching tv, when suddenly i got the urge to sleep. So i turned on some movie and rolled over for a nap.
The first thing I remember is waking up for no reason. I couldn’t move or speak but my eyes were just open enough for me to see. My back was toward the room and my face was toward the cushion so I couldn’t see much. I laid there unable to move for what felt like an eternity but with out any further response for my body it seemed the only thing i could do was sleep again and hopefully wake up able to move again.
Again my brain turned on but my body didn’t only this time the world seemed different. I still could turn over to look around but it felt like something was watching me. I tried so hard to lift my head but it was light being at the bottom of an ocean with all the weight of the water pushing down on me. I closed my eyes and tried to scream for help, but all the came out was a small whimper. I shut my eyes and tried to ignore the feeling of dread. Thats when whatever it was came closer, it had no breath or form that I could detect but I knew it was there like the itching in your my as someone sneaks up behind you. It didnt speak or harm me like it knew its presence was enough to shake my deepest fears, it wanted something but at the time I didnt know what.
Its been two years since then and I had forgotton about that day, eventually passing it off as a dream. Until it came back. The second time it came i was in the marines, stationed in florida for training. I’d fallen asleep facing outward to the door off my small room. Again i woke up but couldnt move, and again my eye were open but this time i could watch. The door didnt open and i didnt see the hideous form of some monster watching me, but suddenly it got darker. There was a full moon shining through the window, but the light seemed to stop short near my doorway. The room was built like a L with my bed at the top and a wall just before the door behind which was a sink and a second door into a shared bathroom with the adjacent room. I felt its presence just around the corner and it seemed as if the darkness grew so large the i could no longer make out the door way. Suddenly as quickly as it had came it disappeared, and i jerked up right able to move but to scared to get out of bed. I stayed there for hours until daylight finally creaped in.
For a short time it was gone again, I would occasionally experience its presence at night but it never came any closer. Like something in that darkness was watching me. I carried on with my daily life never forgeting it but occasionally i could ignore it. I got married and my wife got pregnant and nothing happened for the first 5 months of her pregnancy.
But now it watches us. My wife has never seen it and doesnt believe but I know its there every night. It sits in that darkness in the corner of the room or within the open closet. Then there came the day i realized what it was after. I was on midnight watch so that i could sleep during the day when it wasnt there. The night before i’d felt it my attempts to scream again came out as whimpers but they were enough to wake my wife who shook my shoulder and suddenly I’d been able to move though i still felt its presence almost more meanicing then before as if daring me to tell her that the nothing i was staring into was really the darkness that haunted my sleep. I told this whole story to a sympathetic friend and she’d told me that the more attention I gave it the stronger it would become.
It was too late to ignore it though, it followed me either in the back of my mind or there in my room watching. As she explained to me her belief as to what it was I couldn’t help but feel the urge to recant the lord prayer. I whispered it slowly my eyes darting around as if expecting to to show it self at any moment. But nothing came,atleast not until i got home. It was 3 am when i laid my head down next to my wives. She was asleep so i wasnt embarassed when i put my hand on her swollen stomach and started to pray for my childs safety, asking god to bless her and keep her safe.
The thing in the darkness must have been furious because never before have i provoked it like this. My body went rigid mid sentence and the bed shoke up and down. I heard no voice but my ears felt like the concussions of explosions rapidly going off inside my ear, air rushing in and out. Suddenly it stopped i could move and I gasped for air trembling. My wife lay undisturbed completely oblivous to what happened. I hugged her to me and again started the lord prayer pleading to keep my daughter safe. Again it came this time there was no shaking or sound but i could feel it pushing me down with all its strength. In my head i screamed the prayer over and over, while willing my body to move, again it stayed for a brief time then relased me, and again i said the prayer out loud. This battle between my will and this invisible evil continued repeating itself over and over until morning.
Now every night as i fall asleep I pray for myself my wife and my daughter, its the only way i know how to fight back. And every so often when i least expect it I’ll wake up in terror as it stares me down for the dark waiting for it chance. I can’t give up I know what it wants, my daughter, and I won’t give her up so we, me and this evil thing will continue to struggle every night until the day i dont have the strength. I know then that it will take her, her life or her soul, maybe mine too. I cant give up. I have to.