u/Karen_Actually

My 1st memory as a child I was still in my crib as a baby. A 7’ tall man completely white with long white hair, beard and white furry clothes, and black eyes was standing by my closet door. I was sleeping in my crib, he picked me up and started biting my torso, ripping my limbs off. I could feel the pain, and terror. I could smell something indescribably bad. I died a horrible death and woke up in this body I have now. I was screaming terrified when my mom came in to comfort me, I remember it so vividly. I had that dream all the time until I was 14 yrs old. I talked about it with several people, did sage and cleansing, but the nightmares continued. I would see him standing there by my closet door, staring at me maliciously. 1 day I decided to get the Necronomicon book. It was highly talked about in the 1980’s, and I was a witchy gothish kid so I bought it, and other witchy books. I read a lot in those books, finally I saw a spell that was designed to invite protective spirits to follow and protect you, and another to force an entity to leave you alone. I said the words, not sure if I was pronouncing them correctly. After doing the spell to protect myself, and another to rid myself of this demon the dreams finally ended. I remember the dreams, and that figure, but I’ve never physically seen that entity again nor had that nightmare as if I was reliving it.

My bf’s son has always been terrified of police thinking they were there to kill him. He told me on several occasions that on his 27th birthday he was shot in the face by police. That he had been telling on his friends to them so he wouldn’t get in trouble, and on his birthday they put a gun in his face. He told them it was his birthday, and they told him he wouldn’t live to see another birthday. He recounted this several times with the same main story, but sometimes with additional details. At a local fair when he was 4yrs old confronted a police officer, and told him, you can’t get me again! He was scared the officers were going to shoot him and our dogs. He was inconsolable. I recorded him talking about it a few times, but at some point when he was a few months shy of 6 he stopped remembering. He said he lived in a big apple, and the police were bad guys. His story of not seeing another birthday and being shot in the face remained the same throughout all of his stories. Basically he was a snitch, and threatened to expose the bad cops so they offed him.

I 40yr old female had a 90yr old neighbor, now deceased, that used to fling dog poo at my house! It landed on my car, right where I would step on it getting into my car etc. At 1st she denied it until I caught her in the act. She swore up and down my dogs were pooping in her yard, from beyond the grave as I told her many times it couldn’t have been my dogs since they had passed of old age years ago. She still kept doing it, I caught her several times. Finally I had enough and ratted her out to her adult daughter 55yr old female. The 1st few times privately, but finally I confronted her the old lady with her daughter standing there! The daughter stated how unsanitary it was, she tried looking surprised, and apologized. The old lady doubled down it was my dogs. I told her again, the neighbor on her other side had 3 dogs and I have not had any dogs for a few years. This continued until the lady passed away. This lady also told me to clean my garage, and keep better care of my rose bushes which were well kept. , and do other things. My garage was not too cluttered, I easily kept both of my cars in there, she was complaining about my suitcases 🙄 This lady was so high strung even her garage floor was painted white. She had her roof replaced 4 times in 6yrs, and although I was sure she must have remodeled her entire house since that contractor was there all the time it was basically a pristine time capsule.