Childhood experiences

As a child I moved quite a lot, even though there was no physical place to call home. I felt like wherever my family was, that was the real home for me. My step grandfather owned a property that had two mobile homes but of course those were already rented out but he offered a small trailer he had around the back area. It was a RV travel trailer and felt strange but no one thought of it as much. It was pretty small, had one bed that was next to the kitchen and the one bathroom. At the time we were really poor,it was my mom and my three siblings but most of the time my little brother would stay over at my grandparents as he was the only boy so he enjoyed spending time with them and my uncle instead.

My step grandfather was a pastor, and had his church on the same property. He had a little place built on the lot which was a few feets away from our trailer, as strange as it sounds no one minded it and I would be able to just get ready right on time and head to church. I remember listening to his words, going up front to pray and dancing when the music came along. Everyone at church felt like family, we would all go to the lake during the summer and have cookouts, the adult’s children became my friends and it was the happiest moment of my life. Of course until weeks later. The trailer, our home. I started hearing things, seeing things, and nightmares every night. No one would believe me, they would tell me it was all in my head or that it’s because you're on that “phone” or watching movies that aren't from god. They would come up with every excuse. Until one night I woke up around midnight and I stared and watched, I started crying, waking up my mom who was sleeping opposite of me on the right and the youngest next to her and my other little sister next to me. She got up asking me what was wrong, of course I was too frightened to explain it all, I remember saying something was there,watching my sister with a knife behind his back. I remember saying that there was more next to the stove and next to the bathroom door. She kept saying that there’s nothing there and to go back to sleep but I couldn’t just unsee and forget. It went on for a while until she woke up my sister who was next to her, mom made her sleep where I was so I could go lay beside her instead. Even though I felt safer next to my mother, I was still seeing and crying. That’s when she finally decided to call my grandfather and say a prayer for me and remember him telling me that if I ever see anything to say “ con la sangre de jesucristo” and at that moment they all disappeared. A few minutes passed as I calmed my nerves and needed to go to the bathroom and right at that moment, in the corner of my eye, I saw, a red naked creature staring at me and I cried telling my mom that there’s another one on the corner but than she reminded me about the powerful words and I said them, “con la sangre de jesucristo” and I watched as it screamed and melted into the ground. The night was finally over and I slept till noon. After that night I had the church pray for me everyday and I haven’t seen anything that year or the following year. Yes I still had nightmares of all kinds of things dragging my family in a giant hole into the ground but nothing like that night.

Two-three years have passed and the people living in the mobile home in front of the property had moved out and we moved in. Nothing dramatic had happened there, or I simply don’t remember. One encounter I don’t remember but was told by my aunt who lived next door. She told me that one afternoon I had gone running with tears in my eyes, that someone knocked three times and whatever I saw made me cry and escape from the front door to her home but when she came to check it out there was nothing she can see from the back door’s window but she did said that she saw a shadow of a man reflecting from the window to the tile floors. If any other strange activity has occurred in this home I wouldn’t remember but the previous renters have shown photos, that their children have taken and it was a photo of a woman floating from a tree with a dress , apron and bonnet. Her face showed a scar across her mouth, this specific detail I remembered because at the time I was a big fan of Batman and the Joker and my grandmother would blame me, saying it was because I had a poster of “ese payaso demonio.” My family would forget about the strange activities happening in the property and no one really experienced anything like I did. What was more strange to me was why my siblings didn’t if they were all a couple of years younger than me.

A few years later I started high school and moved to a new place and everything was good from what I remember. Made new friends, learned new things, and even learned to drive. I believe I didn’t experience anything strange in this home besides a rattlesnake coming towards me from my backyard and I ran inside slide the doors shut. Snake just stayed there for awhile as I recorded it, now that was a fun experience.

Another year or two passed and moved out from the two story home to a three bedroom apartment. When I became comfortable in our new home I started feeling something strange once again. One night I was chatting it up with my two younger sisters, making each other laugh but suddenly I started laughing uncontrollably and they went silent. Seconds later I started crying with pain in my chest, I think it lasted about a minute until I crashed out. Two days later another strange thing happened , this feeling is quite difficult to explain, till this day I don’t know if that was from a dark being or something entirely different.

That feeling, at that moment everything felt thin, when you touch a paper it’s thin right? Well everything I touched felt like that, even my hand,fingers and blanket started to feel thin. Wherever I looked I started to feel afar, my room turned to an optical illusion. It wasn’t the first time that happened, first time was in that RV home and last time was in the apartment because at that moment I cried “Whatever you are, go away, go away, you don’t have power over me, GO AWAY!” I demanded. Afterwards, I begged to not see and feel anymore and it worked.

During 2018 I visited the property since my grandparents still lived there and my uncle lived in that RV. During the day it’s not so scary but during the night black beetles settle on top of it, I remember my uncle moved to Mexico and left all his stuff and my brother crazy as he is wanted to “communicate” with whatever is there because my aunty kept telling us that she gets weird feelings when she passes by it. We did get a voice back, my brother screamed a jumped out and I ran because a giant beetle landed on me, We never went back.

It’s 2022 and I haven’t felt or seen anything and I still question for an explanation of my many experiences from those years. Is this something I should study and understand or something I should just forget?