Got A Good Ghost Story?????

Yes, but it is not a ‘story’ per se, it is a phenomenon I’ve had since my son was 4 months old. Now my daughter has had this too, and one of her friends in college has had it before they met one another, multiplied by 4. Entities at night, looking very black and smoke-like, darker than the darkness of nighttime room darkness. It would come while I was sleeping and would attempt something that I cannot describe in human words, except that it came right up to my face and neck and chest, and stayed there trying (this was a thing, a thing with intelligence, and with a will, which was not good, and it wanted to get me to go with this form, into it, it was shaped like a horn of plenty basket, you know, like those baskets at thanksgiving, but black and made of dark black smoke, and if I went with it, inside of the like vortex, (it was shaped like a cornucopia, with the intent of getting me to give up my will to stay here on earth and go with it, into it’s vortex or channel, and I fought it with the only way I knew how, calling on the name of IAUE and begging Him and praying that I didn’t want to die, because of my children, I wanted to stay on earth with them, to protect them, and to try to remember the names (it confused my mind many times in a panic to avoid going with it, it was powerful and very malignant and hatefull, very very strong this thing was, this entity or spirit I call it to describe it to you)

because at times I could not even say anything out loud, it preventd me in my mind from speaking the name of IAUE or anything out loud, only sometimes.

Other times it was just my mind, my exhausted will, my mind, in my head, I would ‘say’ the name of IAUE in my attempt to get rescued from this thing, and also say Yahushua, which was confusing to say or to rmember some nights, bedcause I was simply overhwhelmed with panic, exhaustion, and my mind I think, was so sleepy that from a deep exhausted sleep (sleep deprivation played into this condition, and overwork and stress)

But after I remained in my will strong to try to not go with it, or not to let it take me, (because of my children, the terror this was in my mind was the energy I needed to fight this thing, the thought that I must not go, must not die, for their sakes to stay with them) because I knew instinciively that it wanted me to go, for a bad reason, not frriendly, and if I gave up in the least, that I would not come back, I would not be able to, it would have meant death – if I didn’t keep fighting this will-fight with this thing.

After who knows how many seconds of minutes, I cannot tel, some were varied in time, I think – I sometimes managed to sit up, and sometimes the words would come out, and sometimes I wans’t able to move or speak – only mind-fight it. Then, continuing to call out mentally when I could nto say it out loud – to IAUE to not let me die, this black smoke-cornucopia thing demon entity would gradually go away from my neck/head/chest/face area, it would receit would recede… like fade out/away from me. I could see it go and it was painfully slow to leave off of me, trying to force or copell me with its own will, and that was to kill me .. but to get met to ‘agree’ to be killed, by giving up my own desire to stay here alive.

That would never happen, but I was so exhausted that to tell the truth it would not have been too hard for a person to be so tired that they maybe in other conditions (not having children to love to be the reason they FOUGHT SO HARD AGAINST THIS ENTITY) that maybe for a demon intent on ‘gettting’ a person to give in to the force (it was an evil, evil dark force, I cannot efven describe it to you) so that if tired, painfully stressed, exhausted, fatigued person hanging on by a thread, to life, , maybe it is successful, if they couldn’t think properly and stay strong because this thing was SUPER STRONG AND SUPER EVIL AGAINST me and against my children.

I would feel so afraid efvery time I went to sleep, at times, because this was like almost dying each time, it was like fighting death each time, and after a super-strong fight with it, winnign… but this drained me even more.
when my stepdad died, (CIA) they tapered off… in 2010. They happened all that time, since 1992/3 time period, my son was born in August 30, 2991 and I rmember these begani when he was 4 months old.

I think he may have had something to do with them.

And I do not ‘know’ what that feels like, … this thing (dark smokey horn/cornucopia) thing was making me feel not suffocated, but in comparison, it was my life energy being stolen, sucked away/out, by force, from me, like not fair…
I don’t think all deaths would be this feeling or this way. This was an attempt each time, I believe, in forcing or coercively making me feel that I could not fight this, and it was trying to overcme my will and my strength, which was very low, being exhausted.
when my daughter had it, she was also exhausted and very stressed-out, like you cannot imagine. She is surrounded by evil … they are. This takes a toll and makes a person weak. If you ever have this, do not go with it, fight with everything you have in your mind and your will is YOUR OWN, and these things are your ENEMIES. THEY WANT YOU DO DIE, AND MOREOVER, THAT THEY WANT TO FORCE YOU TO DO IT ‘WILLINGLY’ (convince you by their strong power, to confer ‘agreement’, by default, they try to get this done, when you are least able to fight, as in TOTALLY EXHAUSTED. as they/it WANTs YOU NOT TO LIVE.