Communicating with Spirits and the Bad that Can Happen

From: Toby (tobythewall@hotmail.com)
Story type: Channelling
Location: Colorodo City Tx
Source: Form Submission

I have always had a fascination with the supernatural. But a few experiences made my fascination turn to terror. I had just met a new girl in the spring of 2004. The girl I met was grand I loved her and still do. She had an interesting gift; she was able to talk to the dead.

She explained to me that she was lonely in her high school years and often sought relief from the mean people of her town. She said that she was able talk to the spirits at graveyards. I accompanied her to an old cemetery in Colorado City, TX. She went about listening to the ghosts and communicating. I being young and impetuous wanted her to find negative ghosts. She found one in an old part of the graveyard that she said felt angry and forgotten.

I then laughed at the ghost and even challenged it to come out. BAD IDEA. She said that she felt a huge feeling of anger sweep the graveyard. And said I should apologize. I did not and dismissed it feeling that I would be ok because I was a Christian and above being spooked. Mainly I was trying to look cool.

Three days later I went to another graveyard with her this time in Midland, TX. We went to a part of a graveyard that was very old. 1800’s. She found some that would talk and others that would not. I wandered upon a lightly fenced family plot. As I was about to enter the area, she told me to stop. She said that the father was watching me and was very angry. I laughed and threw in the remnants of my soda. I felt somehow a sense of dread.

That night I went home to my dorm. I lived on the second floor of my dorm and had not had a roommate for 2 weeks. At about 2:45 am I started having trouble breathing. It felt like I was being choked. I awoke to a dreadful sight. Bathed in the moonlight, was a figure above me that had its hands around my throat. It looked to me like a big man, very translucent but white. Its eyes were full of anger though I could not see what color they were. I immediately got angry and started swinging. The being started to float backward. As I struck blows into the air I watched it and saw that it was grinning. Then as I almost had it in the back of the room I reached a patch of very dark shadows. The thing disappeared in to that shadowy area. I heard as I stopped swinging, an evil laughter. I had a hard time getting back to bed that night.

Further incidents have occurred but I just want to know if this thing was the soul of one of those angered, or perhaps a demon that answered my challenge in the graveyard. What do you think?