Hauntings, and an introduction to my own history with some supernatural events

So it's hard for me to decide where to begin...I have so much to put down that I feel I could write a novel. I will keep my history and opinions as brief as I can(at least as general and not focusing too much time describing a single encounter). In my opinion with ghosts, demons, and other such beings the best thing you can do is not dwell on them and to ignore them as best as you can, never allow them anywhere near you, DO NOT share your space with them, as they are unwelcome and have no place in a living persons dwelling. Never show them fear. There are harmful things these beings can do and it's scary, but with a strong enough will power and assertiveness, there is a lot more power in your hands to put them in their place which is of course away and far from you, in a place where they can't ever approach you or come near you or your loved ones. Think of your intent and will power as the wind, and those creatures as leaves being blown away. Just have confidence and don't let them affect your judgement, never pity them, and don't be foolish enough to believe you can befriend a dislocated spirit, or even help them out (I firmly believe that people who fancy themselves professionally as mediums are foolish). I have never seen a good dislocated spirit, nor a beneficial one. Many are insane and hostile and/or just plain evil, twisted up after death to something obviously no longer recognizably human. The more "neutral" spirits that "mean well" turn out to be annoying and more harm than any benefit whatsoever, for what you get out of them is nothing and what they get is something very valuable, your own vital energies which you need to function day to day. Basically you've befriended something parasitic and useless.



Ever since I was young I've been encountering and dealing with apparitions. Some human, with some sort of intent and history weighing on itself defining its existence and what it is, to some things that are just vile and alien, stenching up the background with some inhumanely unrecognizable dark emotions and intent that best can be described as resembling masses of darker human feelings like hatred, jealousy and anger. I've felt them, seen things, heard them even smelled them. I've picked up on their emotions like earlier described. But it's really hard to describe the creepy sensation of being able to sense another presence, alien, in the room with you, before your other senses pick up on it slowly, and you start to slowly comprehend exactly what kind of presence is in there with you. I've seen things fly up in the air in my old houses and be thrown at myself or my twin, with a lingering stench of unbearable hatred. It's a feeling that you are hated for being just there, a child, innocent and alive and not suffering. I've woken up with beings staring at me, I've walked and seen people that aren't supposed to be in the house there before saying something, and suddenly disappearing. Shadow people and beings wandering the house, appearing only briefly save for the few times I've experienced an attack mostly upon waking up, being alone, or sometimes falling asleep. Never fun. I have a twin brother who's had to put up with the same, in fact more, as he had encounters more frequently than myself, from seemingly harmless spirits that seem to only want to befriend him before we would drive them away. To darker and more hostile experiences, I had seen and even dreamed of these creatures trying to interact with my brother, and I could perceive that they only needed a host for life energy, which would drive me to warn my brother, asking him if such and such "person" had been chatting with him, which mostly he would confirm. I've been attacked in my sleep and sometimes on my lonesome, by vindictive presences. Funny thing is that I really didn't do much, as my brother already had been weary of each and every one of these spirits that come and unassumingly offer to be his "friend". I would give my brother kind of a surprise as I had been more privy to what was going on with him than what he could sense from me. My brother would wake up with claw marks, scratches and even bruises and other such marks, as these vile things paid too much attention to him.

Something else I can mention is that my father has woken up screaming many nights, briefly telling my mother that there was a nightly visitor either in the house or in his room. He was also privy to what was happening with my brother, having dreams with similar content as mine and being privy to the kind of beings that would want to visit my twin brother. My father would also wake up with marks from something hostile that would come into his room and would wrestle with my pops. Just how long my father had been dealing with these things, and in depth what has he exactly had to put up with in a paranormal sense is an absolute mystery, as he would either have warned us that becoming preoccupied in such matters can only harbor consequences, sometimes outright denying that anything is happening, or just joking with us and never answering our questions seriously reminding us that there are much better matters that should be occupying our minds. This happened for my brother and I between toddler age till our preteens, then we stopped discussing our paranormal experiences, downright to the point I thought nothing was happening to my brother, and myself being in denial about the supernatural happenings, or creepy vibes or feelings I would get, downright saying that I imagined it and convincing myself that it must of been something entirely else before trying to just forget about it, I still have to this day the habit of not making much of such events, and putting it off if I don't have to give it much thought. I think this might be for the better.

In our teenage years, strange events become much more frequent. Many nights my father would wake up screaming bloody murder, screaming at someone to stay away, get out, or G-d to help us, before telling my mother that he had to fight off something that was trying to attack him while he was sleeping or falling asleep. I would fall asleep and see creepy faces, imagery, voices flash in front of me before violently jerking me to a fully awake state. I've been what I can only describe as being electrocuted by unseen forces, also burned and shocked by abrupt impacts by unseen but very noticeable malicious stagnant presences, sometimes even hearing a disembodied cackle from what I can only imagine to be from the culprit. I hadn't any idea that my brother was experiencing worse, which fills me with guilt to this day, as I felt I should have been even slightly clued in to my brothers plight instead of only being aware of the fact that I have been having a lot more encounters than I had been used to. I feel so horrible. My own mother had noticed something off in the house, frequent and inexplicable noises, things flying, burns and marks on my brother, obviously my father waking up more. My mother had come into our room when my brother was there, as he had let my mother know what he has had to put up with, to read Tehillim(hebrew for psalms). As she started to read, the light in our room went out as well all the power in that room, my mother found out that the fuse to our room had blown out which is strange because she had changed the fuses earlier. My mother went ahead and put in a new fuse, and went back to read the tehillim, as she did, she was interrupted yet again, but this time by the light bulb in our ceiling flying at my brother's direction, all the glass shards from that bulb were all scattered around my brother and their sharp points, all pointing at my brother. My father also had come up to my brother telling him "so they have been visiting you too..." knowing exactly what was going on as well.

They were oblivious to the fact that I had been experiences beings, and I was oblivious to what my brother was going through and what my mother and father were observing. I only knew that things were bumping in the night and day, and that something would bug my father in his sleep frequently as well myself in my sleep. I never brought these things up with anyone and no one brought it up to me. I want to also point out that although I call my brother's room our room since it had my bed there, that year I had been sleeping in our basement on a mattress on the floor. I remember having had an experience one night in particular which still puzzles me to this day, it was an attack of sort on me in my sleep.

I was having a dream where I was in the car with my father and we were arguing. I was becoming angrier and angrier with my father, until he for no reason turned around and put a finger on me, immediately prompting me to ask "What are you doing?" He said, "Infecting you." With conviction I confronted my "father" telling him that he was not my father, as my actual father would not do such a thing, I had gone lucid at this point, actively keeping in mind the kind of man my father is and that he is someone that I greatly admire and has been a decent father. I instinctively told what I thought was only a surreal dream figment of my imagination to show itself for what it was and leave. Suddenly I am in the basement and before me and I watched the dream impostor suddenly transform into what appears to be a Brooklyn Jewish man, in chassidic garb, with a vile glare. I kick him, briefly feeling my foot make contact with its body before it flew away and disappeared in that instant. I had been fine, no damage had been done from this encounter.

A few months later my father gets into contact with some rabbis, and a few came over with a group of young students. One of the men who had been visiting suddenly has a look of terror on his face, before becoming engrossed in prayer, looking at my brother with intensity. He had contacted his kaballist associates(men versed in Esoteric Judaism) and they confirmed what he feared, that our house was very haunted and that some evil had been trying to attach itself to our household fixated in particular to my brother. He went downstairs had a conversation with my brother, before threatening a demon that my brother was shocked to know that this man could not only see but intimidate. The man gives my brother cryptic instructions on what he must do, before ordering my brother to look at him. My brother had no idea what he meant but the man told my brother to do it, that he already knew what to do. My brother suddenly saw the man's "aura", seeing a frighting white blaze shooting out of his eyes, and seeing a third flaming white eye in the center of this man's brow. The man wished my brother well, and expressed relief assuring my brother that he is glad to inform my brother that his situation is going to get better and that my brother was going to be saved from all the ordeals that he had to put up with. We later find out from the man and my brother later on, that my brother had "befriended" an apparent demon, and that through that it had established and attached itself to my brother and our house, and while this happened that several other parasitic spirits (human and not) had also followed this dark impurity and made way to our house to stay in. We all as a family drove out this darkness by actively saying psalms every day, and on my brothers and my own part by learning to overcome certain habits, such as anger and other such emotions, learning to think calmly. and most importantly we learned the importance of keeping calm and never giving into fear of the unknown. Gradually the culprits completely left and their trouble dissipated. Of course we still seldom brush with the supernatural as there are always transient spirits that are passing on through the neighborhood, and not to mention a brief but intense ordeal we experienced after my brother and I had been regularly exploring a set of abandoned ex government buildings, after which we were scolded by our friend who also is a rabbi and learned in kaballah, who let us know that ruins are explicitly listed in the talmud as being a gathering place for Shin Daleds(evil spirits, demons). What my brother and I observed and felt in the place as well as a brief period of high activity in the house which led us to call and speak with our frined in the first place, left no room to question what we had been told. Since then we haven't gone on anymore expeditions in the abandoned buildings in the wooded area close to the highway.

My brother and I have walked away from this with a stronger mental fortitude, our bonds tested but strengthened through our collective faith, and most importantly we got to understand the experiences alittle better, plus my brother learned to see auras which is really cool. It takes him a while of concentration but what he perceives is amazing. To my dismay it is something that was hard for me to learn how to do and it took me a long time to learn, and I can not do it anywhere near as easily as my brother can, and when I do it I can only see a persons face transform or take on vibes which convey to me an emotional state or dilemma someone is preoccupied with. Getting into the mindset and maintaining it, to be able to see these things is very difficult for me.

Now I am living in a different city with my fiancee, and things have been relatively peaceful thank G-d. A few blips here and there, but then again sometimes there are spirits wandering all over any town or place.

Some of the things I have described here are very uncomfortable to even talk about, and I tried my best to get some of these things off my chest.

If this sounds coo coo, I don't blame you. Thank you for reading my story, I hope you all have a nice and enjoyable night.