Chapter 2. Used to it...
My first paranormal incident was scary to me, it almost made me felt like I was about to get possessed.
Now, after that incidents, a lot days and months later, I got used to it.
Literally used to it!!! I would sometimes see a goblin, which I didn't knew what was before running around. Basically, Goblin's are tiny human like creatures, it would at most meet till ur knee. I'm saying this because once, I was just heading to my room when suddenly I saw something, YES SAW SOMETHING– light shaded yet tiny barely visible cloud like figure passing or maybe running fast like a wind. I saw it going past me near my leg and I thought oh no it's going to bumped into me. It feels stupid because I stumbled on nothing, I felt nothing and was just looking back and forth near my leg like a fool. But I did stopped for it, and did saw the tiny white human like figure for a second. I was used to seeing them now, they were harmless, but I can't say for sure about anything else...
And let me tell u, everything and almost all these things I saw wouldn't last for more than a few seconds that's why I always doubted myself that wether it was real or just my imagination going wild.
There's another thing which happened to me once at night which was kinda creepy but, I was nonchalant about it now because I was used to them. I woke up once in a middle of night, still sleepy, I don't know what time it was because I was still half asleep, but when I opened my eyes I saw myself strangely sliding down in bed and that's when I noticed or felt like someone was pulling my leg and sliding me further down... I didn't gave a fuck about it because as I said, I was already used to them and at that time sleep was more important than anything else. I slided back up and went to sleep.
There's one more strange thing which happened to me at middle of night once again, but it was more surprisingly weird and almost sweet rather than scary or creepy. I woke up in the middle of night to feel someone patting my head, I didn't opened my eyes because I was still asleep. The next day I asked my mother about it, she said she didn't knew anything about that and didn't do it. Usually, if it was my mother patting me in sleep, she would pat my arm not head...so it felt strange, like, who was that then? A protective spirit?
I also remember that when I was little, my dreams used to be so weird all the times. I always dreamt of two spirits. One trying to kill me for who knows what reason and the other trying to save me. It didn't happened once or twice but alot of time. And whenever I used to dream that I felt strangly connected to reality, like maybe someone do want to harm me, and maybe someone is protecting me. Whenever, in that dream the protective spirit won't be there, the malicious spirit would only harm me and not full on kill me. I also once died in my dream and I woke up with a scared startled suddenly to realise I was still alive and it was just an nightmare.
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