r/skinwalkers

So I’m gonna start from the very beginning. I live in the Midwest in the United States. I’m 23 and I am a female. When I was a little girl we moved from a big ish city to a small town into a house. Immediately things start happening not to me but my dad and his ex. They experience sleep paralysis every night. I see this little girl in my dreams and she convinces me to be friends with her. This house is very old mind u it was previously a saloon/brothel. My memory is pretty shady on all of what happened there but it’s the start of this all. We move bc my dad (who is a very non believer logics man) could not deal with the bad energy anymore. I believe something attached itself to me specifically bc I have always been open minded. Not much happens in this new house. And we move again. In this house however is a much different story. I would have friends come over and spend the night and they would say they heard something crawling. On all fours up and down the hallway. They would literally wake me up crying. My bedroom overall just had a very bad energy overall. Around the time I’m 14 I very rarely sleep in there. My dad always wonders I never told him bc I thought he wouldnt believe me. But I was absolutely terrified of that room I’d have graphic nightmares every time I slept in there. I would see this demon dog thing that was tall and grotesque and had glowing red eyes just standing over my bed and watching me sleep in my dreams. I would always feel like something was watching me. So I turn 16 and I get sleep paralysis for the first time ever myself im sleeping on the couch in the living room and the demon dog thing comes from my room with a bunch of smaller demons I couldn’t really make out they were more just shadows it grabs my ankle and yanks me off the couch. I tried to scream I couldn’t. I tried to move I couldn’t. I tried to grab my phone I couldn’t. I tried to grab my brothers door handle I couldn’t. It drags me down the hallway to my bedroom into a closet into a portal then I just wake up. I never slept in that room again after that I avoided it like the plague. So my brother graduates I make his room my room and not a whole lot happens. I move out at 18 with my ex(bad idea Ik it’s a canon event) the relationship turns out to be horrible. And the demon dog thing comes back in my dreams. I sage the house it stays gone for a long while. I move into an apartment it’s mostly fine. Then the worst thing I’ve ever experienced happens. My brother takes his own life. So I get a moment of clarity and I dump the ex and move again into a house. When I was moving my dad helped me. He had came over one day while I wasn’t there and heard a man say hey in a small voice. So he searches the entire house outside under the house nothing is there. One night while I’m asleep I wake up to somebody whistling outside. And I just get that gut wrenching feeling. I wake up my now finacee he hears it too it freaks him out bc we live in the boonies essentially. I make him go lock all the door and windows and I don’t go to sleep the night. A few nights later I’m asleep and I hear a hey I see you from my window. I once again wake up my finacee bc I’m terrified he checks the house makes sure it’s locked down. A month or so later I’m asleep. And I get the awfulest most graphic dream of my life. I’m sitting in bed but it’s in third person. Like I’m looking at myself. I grab a gun and I ykw myself in the eye. Then I get shoved back into my body and I can feel my heart slowing down my brain slowing down my blood moving slower through my body and I think to myself oh shit I’m actually dying and I wake up. It was so realistic and graphic that i cry for a few hours bc I believe if I hadn’t woken up I would’ve died. About a year passes with small instances here and there. Once again me and my finacee are trying to go to sleep. Then we hear something really really heavy on the roof like it’s shaking our house. Then tapping on the window. So we both get up he looks outside the living room window and he’s like hey our gate is open. My heart sank I started tearing up bc I thought that meant somebody was trying to rob us. I triple check everything’s locked. He grabs a bat I call my dad bc we can still hear this huge thing on our roof(no we don’t have bears biggest thing we have are coyotes or bob cats) and he gets 911 ready to dial. My dad gets to my house asap with his firearm he searches around all outside. Nothing. Literally nothing. Keep in mind this is around 4 am. After that me and my dad start kinda throwing around the idea our family is cursed bc my ancestors were involved in some super messed up stuff. About a month ago my dad is outside working on his car(we live in the same neighborhood) and I start hearing a dog crying. Me being me I go to check it out right before I get to the woodsy area everything in my body tells me something is trying to lure me bc the sound keeps moving deeper and deeper. So I go back to my dad and I tell him he’s like yea no leave that be. A week passes I’m sitting outside with him again we start hearing coyotes. It gets to the point where it sounds like they’re surrounding us. So my dads like hell no. He gets his fire arm and hands me an axe. As he is walking me home in the deep wooded area he sees 20 of them. He tells me to move slowly back and that it’s too many for us. And we lock ourselves in his garage. I realize my finacee is home and is unaware of this and likes to come check on me whenever I’m at my dad’s.So I take the ax and briskly walk home with my head on a swivel. I see one huge one probably would’ve reached my abdomen just staring at me from the shadows. I pick up my pace and get my ass inside. Stuff keeps happening. So I’m just wondering if all this could be connected. Bc it’s to a point where my non believe logical dad told me I needed to sage my entire property. Is it a mimic? Is it a skin walker that’s attached itself to me? Or something else entirely?

This is my third repost because this keeps getting taken down let’s hope it doesn’t this time but anyway…. A few days ago, I went for a walk down the levee by the river near my house. There’s a river walk trail down there that I’ve walked before, and when I started, the sun was already beginning to set. I didn’t think much of it.

I walked for a while, then eventually turned around to head
back.

By the time I made it back to the levee though, it was completely dark.

As soon as I stepped off the river trail and back onto the levee, I noticed the silhouette of a man in the distance coming toward me. At first, I really didn’t think anything of it. My car was only a few hundred yards away, and seeing another person walking out there wasn’t necessarily that strange.

Then I got closer to him.

That’s when I realized he wasn’t walking toward me normally.

He was walking backwards.

I remember just staring at him for a second because my brain couldn’t really process what I was looking at. At first, I assumed he was some guy doing a weird exercise or maybe walking backwards for some kind of workout.
But then… he stepped off the paved trail onto the gravel and started shuffling his feet around in it.

Then he stepped back onto the middle of the trail and continued walking backwards toward me.

And he kept doing that same routine of walking backwards, stepping into the gravel, shuffling his feet around, then getting back onto the trail every few seconds.

At that point, I started getting seriously freaked out.
I had no idea what the fuck this guy was doing, but I tried not to react. I kept walking and made sure to keep as much distance between us as I could.

Then I realized he was beginning to pick up the pace.

He was getting closer.

Fast.

He had started walking backwards faster and faster in my direction. I was honestly surprised he didn’t fall over from how quickly he was coming at me. And that was enough for me.

Instead of staying on the trail and passing him, I immediately ran down the side of the levee toward my car. I got inside, locked the doors, started it, and drove the hell out of there.

I still have no idea what that guy was doing.

Maybe there’s a completely normal explanation for it, but seeing a man silently walking backwards toward you on an empty levee in the middle of the night and then suddenly speeding up is one of the creepiest things I’ve experienced in a long time.