Not sure what it was. I was very young around 6 or 8 was late 80s. I hate thundershowers, they remind me of tornadoes and fire. I was on the top bunk and my sister was on the bottom. I needed to sleep with the hall light on, spirit auras are brighter in the dark. But with the lights flickering in the house I asked my sister if I could come down with her and sleep. Two kids can sleep comfortably when there that small on a single bed. I snuggled into the bed near the wall, I was terrified. My younger sister (were two years apart)sleep on the other side of the bed near the latter. I started to fall asleep then heard a soft noise, thinking it was the family cat I turned around.
Bad idea, I saw (the above) looking at me, confused, curious and it gave off a non threatening energy. I stared into this blue eyes and wondered what it was. I quickly looked away and played back the image I saw in my head. My mom told me earlier that I would end up seeing weird stuff because of my abilities. My family was roman catholic, but I never held the same beliefs. I've seen shows like 'In Search of" with Lenard Nemoy in the 80s and so many ideas came to mind. It did not match the demon lore I saw in the religious books a friend of the families Priest had. It seemed nice and smiled alot. What un-nerved me the most was that it was staring I hate being stared it its creepy. I kept my eyes closed rested for an hour and turned around, still there. Rain was louder now and lightening was closer and louder. I hide under the blankets and waited more and each time I looked back it was there. Hours past still remained. My sister would move in her sleep and he never touched her or looked away from me. Finally after exhaustion I fell asleep and woke up around 7am, I reached my hand under the blankets behind me and noticed my sister was not there. I jolted up and the figure was gone.
I ran downstairs and saw my sister eating while watching TV. I asked her if she saw him and she said no. I've been told by other adults that I my mind made it up. Then why however did it have a smell and remain there even after waking and sleeping again. It was no dream, because I was never asleep when it happened. Possible theories I've had from shamans and Wiccans are that is was a water elemental.
DARK FAE
Some background.
my parents home was built in 1932. they moved into it in the 80s. it was not the first home on that land. the original burnt down in the 1800s. its about a block away from the welland canal. and about a 10 minute walk to the shores of Lake Erie. leaving it vaugue due to the privacy of the people living there.
I was a kid around 4 or 5 and sleeping in the extra bedroom. My little sister was in the other bedroom upstairs in her crib. my parents bedroom was on the main floor. my parents let me sleep with the bedroom light on. my mom knew I could see spirits, etc. It runs in the family.
That night like any other, since I got moved in that room was rough. I always felt like something was watching me. I'd close my door and baracade it at night. I wanted to feel safe in my small room. the room was tiny. like 1960s redo. so wood paneling and about a 9 foot long and 5 feet wide room. A mini 2 closet with a locked door.
I'd sleep with my plushies in bed with me. dolls always freaked me out. I kept trying to ignore the sounds id start to hear in my room. laughing then talking. I'd sit up in bed and look around. didnt see anyone. I'd lie back done again and pull the covers over my head.
Kept saying over and over again. It's just my imagination..or im dreaming...its not real. But then my sheets would slowly be pulled off of me feet first. And my feet tugged on. id roll over and try to get up a bit. and see hands around my feet. My bed was on a solid framed bed. So no monster under the bed kinda thing going on.
I'd also start to see what i called 'little people' slowly meld out of the shadows. from behind my large box of toys. From behind my drawing table and from the foot of my bed. Sure my room light was on. But it still cast shadows.
These little people were my height. Some were chunky looking some thinner. One had a hat on. a witchy looking hat. They would talk to each other. Some spoke english some did not. There was either 3 or 4 showing up per night. Sometimes a green mist fell along the floor around them too. Coming from the same shadows they came from.
They would point at me and talk...as if discussing me.
One kept trying to pull me outta bed feet first. I'd struggle and kick free. sometimes just stare in fear as they talked. Eventually I'd pass out from it being too much.
Woke up the next morning with sore ankles and sometimes bruises. I told my mom about it. but shes catholic and just said pray. I told her it did nothing to these creatures.
The next night. I held one of my arctic wolf plushies and wished it was alive to help me scare them off.
I slept for the first part of the night and had a dream.
In it, I was shown to put my plushies around my bed on the floor. And face the wall away from the sounds when I hear them again. I woke up and followed what I was showed. When the sounds started again. Instead of trying to turn around. I ignored the sounds. But heard new ones. Then sounds of arguing again, then quiet. I stayed like that all night and slept.
The next night nothing...
my family is Indigenous on my mothers side. And animal spirit guides were apart of that. When I reflect back on it now. I realised that from a young age, the path I follow in life started at a young age. My main spirit guide is a female grey wolf.
CAMPING TRIPS
Camping trips to Chippawa Creek Conservation Area. Welland Port, ON.
Whenever Id go Id have the tent move at times, or see fingers run along the outside. If the window was open I could see wispy green aura looking creatures. With branches as part of thier head. Happened most nights from a pre teen to my late 20s was the last time I went before my TBI.
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NANAIMO, BC 2008-2009 - LONDON, ON 2010-2019
The ground level condo I was in, was across the street from a small business with a large metal dumpster behind it. And a small forest. I lived in a ghetto like complex in Nanaimo, BC.
There was a fire some arsonist started in the dumpster, we saw the guy flee. We called the fire department before that got worse. Some trees were damaged. They put it out and caught the guy.
We had people at our condo at the time.
Later on a family member of mine had a dream about a tiny being. Not really clothed, thanking us for helping out. The forest was his home.
We didnt think much of it, except that it was Fae.
A while passed some odd stuff started to happen in the home. Good stuff. We leave the house and forget to turn the heat on in 2 rooms. It had baseboard heaters for heat. For the cats. We came back they were on and the exact setting we prefer. Wed find things going missing and find them somewhere else. Nothing malicious. I know some Fae are mischevious in nature.
We moved a year later back to ON. To London.
Into a large home.
Then started to have activity similar again. Then the very vivid half asleep sensation of my blankets shifting off due to something small trying to use it climb into bed with me. My bed is up high. Then seeing something trying to cuddle in next to me a small child size. Kinda thin to stay warm. It did not feel scary or odd. I just figured he didnt like being cold. He kinda looks like a mix between golem and the skinny creature Doby in the movies harry potter. I didnt watch the movies. Ive only seen the clips. I felt bad he had no mate. He took a big liking to my dwarf cat Gizmo though.
We moved again in London. This time downtown. Similar experiences. He hung out in the furnace room in our condo alot. He loved tinfoil balls and paper balls. He play with my cat. Sometimes Id see tiny fingers peek through under the door and hed collect them. During cleaning times wed find them all in there.
Then moved again to our current home.....which borders the country. Alot of forests and large mammals. Bears, lynx, numerous birds of prey. Coyotes, etc. And on a mountain. Very BC feel to it. This time he took up the full utility furance room. But id see him from time to time hiding in the shadows in the finished basement. A few months in Gizmo got cancer and passed away.. The night he passed I went below and sat on the couch and said outloud what happened...the next day we found alot of pieces of candy canes all over the basement. He loved candy canes. But since then he has not shown himself and or came to me. We think he moved on. Gizmo was gone and the forest must of been a move in life he wanted to make. We hope he found a mate and or a community.
MY OWN HOME - CURRENT
We get wierd looking orbs of light floating around the background. We do offerings to the land and end up with bountiful harvests every year in my veggie and herb garden. Which I use for alternative medicines.