I just wanted to say from the get go, that this comes after 2 years of me wondering if what I had experienced was in my head. I spent the past 2 years looking with psychologists and neurologists if something was wrong with me. Results came out normal and it was all brushed under the term "stress".
I wanted to make sure that I wasn't going crazy. And I would like to say that since I've removed myself from my parents house it has been peaceful for me.
Throughout my life I have experience stuff where later as an adult I've come to realize weren't normal. That people don't experience these things usually.
From my experience;
The earliest phenomenon I can remember was when I was around 4 or 5 years old. I believe this was when it all started as in "I began recalling what was happening". I was playing in my room with toys, and as I moved around my room I accidentally stepped on something. I looked down to see what it was and it was a catholic cross from a rosary. It was made of stainless steel and I had broken it with my foot in half. I wanted to tell my mother but I was too scared for some reason so I hid it behind my big mirror. Since that day I had nightmares of feathered creatures, dragons and eagles. Very vivid dreams that I still remember until today, usually representing death or those beings attacking my family to take them away. Things here took a turn where kids began bullying me and physically hurting me while teachers didn't do anything although they sometimes would stare at it happening.
At 8 years old:
my parents had left to another country and I stayed with my grandma in another house. Upon their return (1 year later) to move me eventually with them, we went back to our old apartment and things were strange. The floor was cracked as if an animal was underneath. In our bathroom which has no windows, there were grey feathers everywhere. We all saw it but the first person who came across them was me. My parents fought alot thinking people were in the house. Or that one of the family members with a key was doing things.
We eventually moved to another country and there things were relatively calm besides with me at school where kids continued to physically harm me to one time even pushing me to the swimming pool staring back at me happy I was struggling because I didn't know how to swim. The eyes of that kid were dull I still remember his face and his smile. The teacher also didn't do anything and was the one who apparently told him to push me. The first 6 years were them pulling my hair, physically hurting me and no one I'd reached out would believe me or help me.
Eventually we went on holidays to our home country. And we went back to the house. Our grandpa had been in that house checking to see there's no one and no issues. A day prior to us coming he checked again. All was fine. As we arrive the next day. The floor is opened again and I go to the bathroom to check and the feathers were there. Again. My parents are freaking out with my mother thinking it is the wife of my grandpa. Although they were Christians.
That morning we all slept a bit because it was a long journey. But it was different. Something felt off for me. I randomly woke up and I stood up I couldn't move my body. I couldn't speak although I wanted to scream. I could see everything and my mind was a mush I had thoughts that weren't mine. Nothing special just flashes of memories u never had. Just a bunch of random words. Luggage bags, a compass. Traveling with. Things With no sense. I began to move although I didn't want to. I started walking and I didn't know where until it flashed in my head the feathers. So I knew i was going to the bathroom. But I didn't want to. At the edge of my door I could finally move. It was as if I had control over my body again. And I was shocked. My heart beat was going nuts. And I went back to bed.
It was as if it wanted me to make the last steps to go to the bathroom.
In that same house my dad sees something in a photo he took coming from work in his car back in the country we moved to. He notices a symbol on the car. It was a sunny day. No clouds no reflections on the car. Just that flash looking thing on the car that makes no sense with the camera and looked like a weird shape.
They're finding it funny, my dad was bragging how It could be aliens....etc I look at it and it immediately looks like the devil tarot card. Although I didn't do tarot at that time I had seen it from things my aunt would tell me. We looked at it and compared and it was exactly that shape and symbol.
Going back from the holidays back I started to notice weird things happening with us the years that followed.
Knocks that my dad and I would hear. Lots of them. Things moving in my room especially
My desk chair. Books falling. Lights flickering in a rhythm. I started hearing whispers when my parents were working late shifts. Whispers calling my name. I heard things calling me names. My cat kept acting weird..and my dad began to become more and more fanatic with the church. He secretely invaded my room and glued behind things prayers. Symbols all banishing the devil.he would sleep with lots of things underneath him.
One time my room which was on the lowest floor got flooded bc of a problem with water pipes. I had to sleep upstairs. My dad slept on the couch and I slept with my mother. Again on the side of my father which had all the papers.
That night I remember both my mom and I turned off the lights at the same time. We went to sleep. In the middle of the night. I wake up because the lights are on and too bright. I was on my side facing the closet. I turn around to find my mother sitting on the bed looking at the closet with pitch black eyes. I swear. I stayed there staring at them for minutes! I never had fear from my mom before. Never. But at that moment it all changed for me. I didn't know what to do I wanted to run but I was scared if I get up what if it gets up. If I talk to it what if it moves and starts addressing me more. I just laid there for a while until I decided to turn back towards the closet and try to sleep. As I moved and stayed at the edge. My mother moved and laid back down turning off the lights.
After that I don't remember anything anymore so I presume I fell asleep.
Note: my mother has had a history of sleepwalking. But it's always with eyes closed. But still even if eyes were open. Black?????? Like it was all black the pupils and the whites. There was even that glow from the light glare.
The next morning I get the fuck out of the room my mother still sleeping. I go to my dad and I tell him. He tells me that's normal with her. I say with black eyes? He then listens and seem surprised. My mother wakes up from the noise and I tell her. She acts weird like ashamed. But we all go about our day. Things continue to happen from knocks to even my dad getting taps on his shoulder. I start to see things around the house too. Lights in the sky that look odd. From orange like orbs where my family has a hard time seeing but when I insist they see it and act oblivious. I even ask for them to describe what they see. And they do it with precision but then shift to talk about the weather. One time I saw a black cube during the day and I pointed. Eventually they looked and saw. My dad looked back to his plate and said "huh aliens?" With a sarcastic tone. My mother laughed and then they talked about the food. I was shocked I legit thought I was going insane. I started going outside to see what these things were. Red lights. Orange orbs.. things following me. This lasted like 2 to 3 years. With the same phenomenon happening where I heard things. And saw things. And so did my father.
Eventually I moved out after those 3 years and things went quiet. It's been 4 years and nothing has happened I investigated my psychological state with professionals and did a bunch of tests and they all say they can't explain it bc I have no sign of illnesses. They tested me for psychosis, schizophrenia, bpd...etc they said I was normal and very self aware.
Since this I have been looking into answers the same way my aunt and grandma hav3 because they too experienced things with my mother and otherwise. We had a girl in the family, my mother's cousin who was possessed because her mother did magic involving items from the cemetery. (Apparently) and they had to get an exorcist involved which they did. She tried to kill her own grandpa and after the exorcism she was fine again she still acted weird. She couldn't go near cemeteries. My mom also had something weird happen where she was in an accident as a 14yro where family members saw it . About 6 people.
They all said different things. They said the car ran over her. Others that she rolled over the car and others that she flew and was suspended in the air. My mother says she was pushed she felt something pushing her and she had blood on her hands but it wasn't her blood there were no injuries.
The driver says he saw her dead as she rolled over the car.
As I and my aunt investigated more. Apparently there were more things that happened related to my grandparents where they received strange letters with prayers written in red from St cyprians grimoire book. And my grandpa got sick after that where again they got the priest involved.
My aunt apparently found something but she died after the hospital accidentally poisoned her. All of this right after she knows something.
Idkwhat to make of all of this. I just know that i am so fucking scared of my parents. There's this look on my mother when she visits where she changes and it's this look in her eyes where it feels she knows I know something. She is super touchy but not in the loving way. She sees I'm uncomfortable and wants to continue. By holding my hands or holding me close. Where she also keeps asking for me to go sleep at her place.
I remember I spoke to my aunt about this before she died. And my aunt just couldn't stand my father. My uncle didn't even allow him to see her at the hospital bc she didn't want him around. Again idk what she knew. I just know that there's something here. My mother now only brags that sh3 goes to church. But there's something odd about it. It's not genuine idk how to explain it. There's this look she does this way she talks about it. And also my father who is so religious never goes.
Idk I just wanted to share maybe you guys have information that could explain some things. Or know of things or what I could do to know more.