I Unintentionally Invited An Entity Into My Home

Before I tell you about the story I want you to know that the following is a true story and is based on my own personal account. Also, please do not take this read lightly as I wrote this to sternly warn anyone not to do as I did or to try to recreate anything you read below.

Back in February of 2021, I had just landed a decent job that provided a property for me to reside in. It was a single bedroom apartment. I had lived alone in this apartment for quite a while, I was 20 at the time and had no life outside of work since I lived far from my family and friends. I would have people from the office around my age over most weekends for barbecues, but during the week I'd settle on watching soap operas at night. This cycle continued on for months, I became bored out of my mind because of this.

One night, I'd say in June 2021, I was scrolling on YouTube when I came across a video counting down the top 10 banned documentaries on YouTube. So, out of curiosity I clicked on it and watched until midway through when I got bored and closed the video. But something stuck with me, a documentary that was discussed in the video. It peaked my curiosity, so I began researching it and eventually, I stumbled across the original video. I found it on a website that had tape archives for paranormal content. (I am not going to state the website or the title of the documentary due to safety concerns but you would know if you found the top 10 video countdown on YouTube and find the clues in the descriptions that I will be providing. But please, I urge you again, DO NOT LOOK INTO THIS)

Without hesitation, I clicked on the video and it began buffering. The first thing I saw was a warning that read "WARNING: Entities can travel through electronic mediums via sound and imagery. We will not be held responsible for anything that may happen as a result of viewing this material. Please exit the video." I can tell you that at that time, the warning did not phase me, I leaned in closer to my laptop in anticipation.

The video then cut to a group of friends investigating a "haunted house" somewhere in Ireland. The house was completely black. I can't remember what the house was called but I can remember details about it, like the house being connected to a string of tragedy and death that affected all those who lived in it at certain points in time. And the fact that the house was owned by a well-known cultist that allegedly opened a portal to hell but never closed it before his death, leaving it permanently open. The house and the area around it was also blocked from entry by the Irish government. I thought to myself at the time, "big deal, there's a lot of haunted houses and each of them have some sort of dark history behind it".

Then the video cut to the exploration bit. There was a scene where something had yanked one of the girls and threw her down a flight of stairs while a guy in the other room was hallucinating. The documentary carried on with them expressing how they felt about the experience, but while the guy talked about his experience I saw something in the far corner of the room behind him for a split second before it disappeared. Then the video started buffering again. Whilst focusing on the corner, the power in my apartment unexpectedly cut off. It stayed that way for about five minutes before being restored.

After that I had lost interest in watching the video so I closed my laptop and just laid on the couch, staring at the ceiling. But then, at the corner of my eye, the corridor towards the kitchen looked a bit dark. I thought the lights were dimmer because of the power outage and it would take some time before they were fully lit again. But it never did get brighter. I walked past the kitchen, through the corridor and to my room, on the way I heard a faint whisper, almost as if someone had whispered my name. I brushed it off and laid down on the bed. I fell asleep.

During my sleep I had an odd dream. I dreamt that I was laying in bed while looking out through the small space where I had left my door open. The door to my room is directly opposite the door to the bathroom. So in the dream, I looked through the space of my bedroom door and into the space of my bathroom door and saw something peeking back at me. That was enough to shock me into waking up. When I did, everything was as it was in the dream, except, that thing in the bathroom wasn't there.

The days that followed were eerie, to say the least. I kept hearing whispers around the house. At times I would have to mute the TV just to make sense of what those whispers were, or if they were even whispers. I began to ask myself if I was slowly becoming schizophrenic. The dim lighting in the corridor stayed as it was. I even brought the property manager and an electrician to check the lights, but they told me everything was fine and the lights were in good condition. I asked them if they could compare the brightness with the lights in the living room and they honestly couldn't tell the difference. The electrician even joked about me needing to get my eyes checked. They didn't notice the difference.

I carried on like this for a while, until things took a drastic turn. I came home one night to find blood splattered across my bathroom sink and the dark spot in my corridor had shifted to the corner of my living room. I was panicking inside, but a thought came to mind and I don't know why but I just kept thinking "Ignore it, it will go away". So I maintained my composure and carried on making dinner and enjoying soap operas on netflix.

Each night I came home, I had to pretend that I didn't notice changes in the house like chairs moved to the center of the living room, the odd dreams where that thing would try to reveal itself, or the persistent whispering that always tempted me to turn my head towards the dark area of the fully lit room. Eventually, it became normal.

Until one day, everything stopped. I figured that it had gotten bored and had left. My peaceful life was finally back. I lived in that apartment for another year until I got a better job and had to move out. After packing my things and looking back into the house one last time, I heard a faint whisper saying "bye".