Stories

From:	Godessred1 [Godessred1@aol.com]
Type: Ghost
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Subject:	stories

I have never told anyone this story and am not at all comfortable telling it but I also feel that to tell it will help exorcise it. My husband who is native american, was on a 4 day vision quest and in the blue ridge mountains more than 1 hour away.

I have never liked staying alone in this house. Since the day we bought it i have seen the silhouete of a man ,almost like a painted cardboard cut out, in and around the house. He peeps in windows and around corners, but I have never had a bad feeling about him. I have always thought it to be my grandfather who when dying promised to always take care of me.

Also upstairs in my sons room there are bangings and thumpings that will wake me in the night and have caused my son to refuse to sleep in that room. The door will slam and the whole room sounds as if someone is tearing it apart.

Anyway to get back to the story , my husband was up on the mountain on the second day of his vision quest. If you know anything about this you will also know that you do not leave a designated area until someone comes to get you. I had just returned home from a friends house and was exhausted. My son curled up on the couch and was fast asleep in minutes. I took a quick shower and was soon in bed.

I fell to sleep immediately. I woke up, still drowsy, when i felt what I thought to be my husbands hands slide around me. He does that when he gets home late and wants me to know that he is there and i am safe. They were very gentle and at first I felt comfortable, until I realized that he was 70 miles away on a mountain top!! The hands then began to roam all over me and were becoming hurting and rough. i felt them scratching and clawing at my stomache and hair. I was horrified and frightened because the hands were touching me in a very sexual fashion.

I don't know how I did it but I reached over and turned on the light and immediately the hands went away. I woke up my son and grabbed a few clothes and left for Lexington, the holy man that was putting my husband up lived there and we were going to stay with them until the feast after my husband came down. I was there in record time and as it was only 7 am, i woke him and his wife when we got there. He asked me what was wrong and I told him what had happened.

He looked at me very oddly and asked me if I had a large mole on my hip, I said yes but how did he know, it is not able to be seen even when I am wearing a bathing suit. He said he had seen me fighting off a demon and that the mole was what it was clawing at.

I went into the bathroom to look at it , my whole body ached as if i had been beaten so it did not occur to me to look at it, i thought it was only a dream. I was covered in scratches and bruises and the mole was torn into. I don't know if it was a physical occurance brought on by the dream or it really did happen. The Shaman later came to the house and smudged and sprinkled meal and sacred tobbacco.

If anyone else has ever had anything like this happen PLEASE let me know. Nancy