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Image of the Goat
Head
One of the oddest experiences I've ever had occurred after I read William Peter
Blatty's The Exorcist. I put the book down by my bedside and went to
sleep. Something told me to wake up immediately and look up. There, halfway
between my bedroom ceiling and my bed was an image of a goat/human head. I was
fully awake and blinked my eyes and moved around to ensure I was not
hallucinating. I closed my eyes and opened them again - and the image was still
staring at me. I broke in to a cold sweat and prayed "The Lord's
Prayer" as earnestly as I ever have. I opened my eyes and the image was still
staring at me. I then not only prayed "The Lord's Prayer," I also
rebuked the power of Satan and focused on the power of Christ. I think I kept
this up for at least a half hour. Around the 15 minute mark, I opened my eyes
only to see the image still staring at me. I kept on praying, and finally I felt
at ease. I looked up and the image was gone. The most bizarre outcome of all of
this was I saw the image again a few months later in a Time-Life book about the
supernatural. There was a 19th century drawing of this thing called Basomophet
(I think that was the right name). Anyway, it was a large goat/human thing that
looked just like what I saw. Needless to say, I calmly closed the book,
re-shelved it and walked out of the library to get my mind off that image. – Lisa M.
Grabbed By a Ghoul
Years ago, when I was living in at a local hospital, I had a strange experience.
I went to bed. I remember waking up thinking that the room was cold, and I
became aware of a mist. I told myself that I was dreaming and shut my eyes. I
opened my eyes and saw a woman kneeling by the side of my bed! Her features were
indistinct, but I knew it was a woman. I closed my eyes again and tried to
convince myself that this was not happening, that I was dreaming. Then I felt
something grab my arm and pull me forcibly toward the edge of the bed. By now I
was terrified. I lay there absolutely frozen, not daring to look or move. After
a time the room warmed up. I got up and sat for the rest of the night with the
light on. I went to work as normal. During the morning, one of my colleagues
asked me what had I done to my arm. When I looked, there were bruises on my
upper arm as though someone had squeezed it. – "angryanne"
The Demon Elves
This happened in 1967. The weirdest part of this story is that my younger sister
and I never knew that our older sister had seen the demon elves too until all of
us were grown with kids of our own. My younger sister Clarice and I loved to
ride horses. Almost everyday in the summer we would set off to the stables. We
left very early in the morning, so it was our habit to climb out of our bedroom
window so that we would not wake the rest of the family. One morning Clarice was
part way out the window, when she let out a god-awful scream and started moving
in reverse, quickly! I was trying to push her forward, but she came crashing
back into me and we landed in a heap on the bedroom floor. Clarice was white,
and I could tell she was really frightened - in shock almost. I kept asking her
what was wrong, but it took her a while to be able to tell me. When she finally
told me what she had seen, I didn't believe her. She said there were four little
men outside in the bushes and they looked like little demon elves. She said she
could tell they were evil. I was skeptical. I didn't believe in the supernatural
at the time, so to tease her (and because I couldn't see any demon elves
outside) I leaped out of the window and ran over to the bushes and started
crouching down calling for the evil elves to show themselves. They didn't, and I
wrote the whole thing off as a very vivid imagination on my sister's part. Now
comes the part that makes me now know for sure there really were demon elves in
the bushes that morning so long ago. Years later, we three sisters were together
visiting and talking, and Clarice asked me if I remembered the demon elves. At
that, our older sister Cristi turned as white as a ghost and said, "You saw
them too?" It turns out that on the very same morning Clarice had seen
them, those evil elves had awoke Cristi by scratching at her window, laughing
evilly and calling her name. She said when she got up to see who was at her
window she almost fainted - it was the same evil elves Clarice had seen. She
screamed at them to go away, and after some time of tormenting her they backed
into the bushes where the unfortunate Clarice saw them. The scariest part was
when Clarice said, "Remember that you couldn't see them?" I nodded my
head. She continued, "When you ran up to the bushes, they were still there.
You were just inches away from them, and then they disappeared." We never
saw the demon elves again, but to this day, we three sisters all agree, they
really were there. – Tyler Z.
Something in the House
In 1982, two days after Christmas, my mother collapsed from a brain aneurysm
and, unfortunately, she never recovered. She had gone to work and had asked me
to close the garage door when she left, which I did. About 1-1/2 hours later, I
was sitting in the living room fixing a pair a jeans when all of a sudden a very
strong chill ran through me. I just blew it off until about 30 minutes later
when two nurses came to my house and told me that my mom was in the hospital. We
buried her on New Year's Eve. Through the course of time, I have felt her around
me. When I was 14 I was the only one in the house and excited that I got free
reign for a little while. I went upstairs to my room. My stepbrother and I
shared a walk-in closet. I was going to get some albums to play downstairs when
I heard this weird deep rrrrrrr noise in the closet. I blew it off, went
downstairs, put on the album, sat down in the chair next to my dad's old German
weight clock when all of a sudden the weight somehow broke off the clock
crashing to the floor. From the basement, which had a floor of cement and dirt,
I heard a stomping noise. Needless to say, I called my sister at her boyfriend's
house they came and got me. I told my dad about what happened and he just
laughed. I did not sleep in my room anymore, but only in my sister's until she
moved out. – Mary
Phantom Children of the
Corn
This has happened to me for the past two summers. In the summer I work out in
the cornfields detasseling the female corn. I've been a crew leader both times,
which means sometimes I'm way ahead of or behind my group of four. This past
summer, one of my crew was complaining about his eyes, so I told them to keep
working and I would go back to the bus to get him eye drops. Now, most of these
cornfields go on for at least a mile and often more. We were in the middle of
the cornfields at the time. So I was jogging back, and to my side corn rows I
was seeing other "workers." But everyone was ahead of me! I called out
to the other crew leaders to see if anyone was around, but was getting no reply.
As soon as I looked directly at the "workers," they were gone. But if
I looked to the front, they were on my side again. I was getting a really weird
tingly feeling, so I took off, running straight out of the cornfield with my
head ducked down. I could see the "workers" legs with jeans or
waterproof pants, but I'm not sure if I saw any feet. I was running when I
looked up and saw one of them in my way with his back toward me. I skidded and
tried to stop, but when I ran into him I felt like I ran into an electrical
field. It slowed me down so I didn't trip. When I got out of the electrical
field, I could see that all of the "workers" had stopped and I felt
them looking at me. So I took off running again and didn't look up until I was
out of the corn. I know it wasn't just the light reflecting from the corn leaves
because I was seeing colors, like red, and patterns, like flannel. I'm not sure
what I saw, but all the "workers" were wearing standard detasseling
outfits: jeans (or waterproof pants) a whitish shirt and a flannel or overshirt.
And all of them were wearing the same kind of hats and glasses that the company
that runs the detasseling hands out every year. I think they were a bit
see-through - not completely transparent though. I don't know what they were.
They weren't all one color or floating or anything. – Tasha
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