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[yummyfoods1214]

I have seen spirits and entities all my life and have gotten used to the paranormal. I?m a sophomore in college and living in the dorms. I began to notice strange activity in my room last year that has moved to my new room this year (it's on the same floor as my first dorm room), and I'm concerned that I have an entity that is fixated on me.

While I don't believe it to be malignant as of yet, it got me to thinking about the last time I had something following me, and it traumatized me so much that I am terrified it or something like it is back. The being that followed me a few years ago was a "shadow person," though to be honest, I feel that calling him a "person" is incorrect. There was nothing human about his presence. Looking for answers as to my shadow person's identity, I realized that maybe you would be able to help me.

So here is my story about my shadow person, whom a friend and I nicknamed "Teddy." I'm hoping that somebody, anybody, can email me and let me know if they've had a similar experience or if it's ever revisited you. I'm terrified that he'll come back one day. And does anybody know of a way to make them go away for good?

When I was 15, I took a deep interest in Satanism (I'm done with it now, though), and that was when all my troubles really started. I never performed any spells or made any pacts or summoned anything; I merely meditated to open my chakras. Anyways, I lived in an old farmhouse my ancestors had built during the Depression, and I would often ride my bike about a half-mile down an old dirt road to some woods that were very beautiful.

One day, I rode my bike to the woods and stopped. A few yards into the trees there stood an impossibly tall, solid black silhouette, at least 7 or 8 feet tall, standing just a bit behind a tree in the deep shade. This was on family property, and I knew instantly that he was not one of the friendly spirits of my ancestors. He had a very definite male presence, and the air was incredibly heavy around him, like his presence was smothering me. I had never felt anything so powerful in all my life, and I was startled by it.

I demanded to know who he was and what he was doing here, but he gave me no reply. It's hard to explain, but I could sort of feel what he wanted to say, as if his words were quiet suggestions in my mind. He wanted me to come into the woods with him, out of the sunlight and into the shade, but there was no way in hell I was going to do that. I got on my bike and raced back home.

Then, I began to see more shadow people everywhere I went. They had no presences, they were the average human size, and there would always be at least four or five out of the corner of my eye at all times. They would always disappear when I looked at them.

Every day for a week, I returned to the woods and continued to ask Teddy, "What are you? Why are you here? What do you want?" But he would only beckon me into the trees. On the seventh day, I walked into the woods towards him, but then he vanished. I turned around to see him standing in front of my bike in the full sunlight, and he was downright giddy at how terrified I was.

I ran to the bike and pedaled just as fast as I could and when I turned around to see if he was still in the road, I was horrified to see that he was chasing me. His presence was so heavy, powerful and malicious that it was hard for me to breathe and I knew that he could catch up to me at any time--he just loved scaring me.

I ran into my house, closed all the blinds, and hid under the blankets for the rest of day. That night, I went to the kitchen to get a drink of water. My kitchen was elevated, so the window that looked towards the woods was about ten feet off the ground. When I glanced out it absently, I nearly dropped my glass. There he was, right outside the window looking in at me. All I could see were his gleaming red eyes and a smile that was like a crescent moon on its side. I ran back to my room and hid under the blankets the rest of the night.

After that, Teddy took to following me everywhere I went. He would come into my house and fill every room he was in with a sickening, malignant presence. My dog suddenly became terrified not only of him, but of me. I had never raised my voice nor done anything mean to the dog, but if I looked at him, his tail would go between his legs and he would whimper. And if the shadow man was in a room, the dog would avoid it at all costs. If my parents noticed anything out of place, they never said anything to me about it. My 10 yr. old brother I shared a room with would sometimes complain that he couldn't sleep at night because he felt like someone was watching him, but I always lied and reassured him that nothing was in our bedroom.

In truth, Teddy would stand in the corner of my room every night and watch me sleep. At first, I was downright terrified and I had no idea what to do. Was he evil? Was he good? He certainly felt evil and he loved to scare me, but he had never done anything to harm me. As time passed, I got the feeling from him that while he was incredibly powerful and horrifying, he was there to protect me. From what, I'm unsure. But that's the vibe he gave me.

Also, after Teddy started to tag along with me, everywhere I went the entire place was absolutely swarming with the smaller, regular-sized shadow men I mentioned before. There would be anywhere from 10 to 50 in the same room as me at all times, and they most always vanished whenever I looked at one of them. It was like they were drawn to him for some reason.

I began to trust him and take comfort in his suffocating presence, and he followed me to school, to my grandparents', to my friends' houses, anywhere I went. He disliked the sunlight and tried to avoid it, but I would watch him follow my school bus into town every morning. He teleported down the road, he never glided. He would lead me into the woods and we would go walking for hours, or we would go for long walks in the dead of night.

One night, though, things took a turn for the worse. I was over at my friend's house spending the night, and though I had told her all about Teddy, she had only seen him a couple times out of the corner of her eye. That night, though, he materialized in the corner of her bedroom and we both began to talk to him.

We ran through our usual gamut of questions, "Who are you? What do you want? Why are you following me?" and got no answer, as usual. By now he looked at us and our silly questions with amusement.

But then my friend started getting disrespectful with him, insulting him and telling him that he was just a pussy because he wouldn't answer us, and much more ruder things I?m not going to write here. I could feel him getting angry, and I warned her to stop but she continued to egg him on.

Suddenly, my entire forearm went numb and he was kneeling at the side of the bed, and he was touching my arm. I was locked up, unable to move, and only one word could go through my mind, as if he were pressing that thought into my mind. "Condolences," was what he said. Over and over and over.

My friend saw what was going on and she swept her hand over me and into him, and his material form vanished, though I felt the room get at least twenty degrees colder and his anger intensify so much that I wanted to cry.

My friend started making these awful gurgling, coughing sounds and her face started turning blue. I knew that he was choking her, so I begged him to stop and suddenly she gasped in a huge breath of air. He reformed back in the corner, and I could tell that while he was still pissed, he was also satisfied with what he had done to her.

"He choked me," my friend said in disbelief. "He really choked me."

All my friends came to know Teddy and nobody dared say anything to him except for me, since they were all too scared of him. He and the hundreds of smaller shadow people that were drawn to him followed me for about a year, and he never harmed anybody else to my knowledge. But then I started to fall out of Satanism and I thought that it wasn't the right thing for me. I had noticed that since I started to get into that religion, I had started to change into a colder, darker, malevolent person and I didn't like it one bit. Whether my gradual personality change was due to Satanism or due to Teddy's perpetual presence, I can't say, though I tend to believe it had to do with Teddy's constant malignant energy that I soaked in.

When I started to fade out of Satanism, Teddy also started to fade out of my life. He quit watching me sleep, and gradually he quit following me places until eventually he was just gone. He wasn't even in the woods I had first found him in.

However, I found that whenever I told people about him, for the next two years after, I would get in bed and turn off the lights to find him standing in the corner with all his suffocating power and evil and it felt like he was going to kill me.

For a long time, I never spoke of him because I was too scared he would come back. Now, however, he seems not to care if I mention him or not, hence I am writing you here.

My question is, what was he? He was no ghost--his presence wasn't human. It was something much darker, powerful, and much older. Because he came and went with my interest in Satanism and because of how his aura felt, I'm inclined to believe that he was a demon, and that perhaps the other shadow people that followed him were either lesser demons or spirits on their way to becoming demons.

Has anybody had a similar experience? I'm dying for answers, and I'm scared that this new presence I have is him or something like him, and I want to do anything I can to keep him away. I quit being a Satanist four years ago now, and I have no interest to start back up again soon, so I'm not sure why he'd choose to revisit me, but I'm scared.

Let me make it clear that while I don't practice Satanism anymore, I'm not a Christian either. I'm an Agnostic, and I haven't quite decided what I believe in. I haven't ruled Satanism out, I'm just taking a break from it to find out more about other religions.

Please email me if you can offer me any help, insight, or even if you've had a similar experience.

 

[binger123456]

Sorry, Demons are not malignant nor do they have negative energy. Their energy is very beautiful and calming and positive. They are also very beautiful and are not dark-looking, many of them are blond haired and blue-eyed and Satan is the bringer of light and his aura is very bright, he is the opposite of darkness. The enemy angels or greys have vile energy and stink all the time, not our Gods. The dogs and other animals also love Demons, they aren't terrified of them, they are happy to see them. This being was either obviously an enemy being or you made it up, because materializing is impossible. And it depends what you mean Satanism, many people have the wrong idea about Satanism and think it's the reverse of xianity and "evil" so they attract the attention of enemy beings if they get interested in the reverse version of xianity. Satanism=ancient Paganism.

http://www.joyofsatan.org

Read the section about Demons, you'll see that many of them are actually Egyptian Gods.

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], "yummyfoods1214" <dailyspangler@... wrote:

I have seen spirits and entities all my life and have gotten used to the paranormal. I?m a sophomore in college and living in the dorms. I began to notice strange activity in my room last year that has moved to my new room this year (it's on the same floor as my first dorm room), and I'm concerned that I have an entity that is fixated on me.

While I don't believe it to be malignant as of yet, it got me to thinking about the last time I had something following me, and it traumatized me so much that I am terrified it or something like it is back. The being that followed me a few years ago was a "shadow person," though to be honest, I feel that calling him a "person" is incorrect. There was nothing human about his presence. Looking for answers as to my shadow person's identity, I realized that maybe you would be able to help me.

So here is my story about my shadow person, whom a friend and I nicknamed "Teddy." I'm hoping that somebody, anybody, can email me and let me know if they've had a similar experience or if it's ever revisited you. I'm terrified that he'll come back one day. And does anybody know of a way to make them go away for good?

When I was 15, I took a deep interest in Satanism (I'm done with it now, though), and that was when all my troubles really started. I never performed any spells or made any pacts or summoned anything; I merely meditated to open my chakras. Anyways, I lived in an old farmhouse my ancestors had built during the Depression, and I would often ride my bike about a half-mile down an old dirt road to some woods that were very beautiful.

One day, I rode my bike to the woods and stopped. A few yards into the trees there stood an impossibly tall, solid black silhouette, at least 7 or 8 feet tall, standing just a bit behind a tree in the deep shade. This was on family property, and I knew instantly that he was not one of the friendly spirits of my ancestors. He had a very definite male presence, and the air was incredibly heavy around him, like his presence was smothering me. I had never felt anything so powerful in all my life, and I was startled by it.

I demanded to know who he was and what he was doing here, but he gave me no reply. It's hard to explain, but I could sort of feel what he wanted to say, as if his words were quiet suggestions in my mind. He wanted me to come into the woods with him, out of the sunlight and into the shade, but there was no way in hell I was going to do that. I got on my bike and raced back home.

Then, I began to see more shadow people everywhere I went. They had no presences, they were the average human size, and there would always be at least four or five out of the corner of my eye at all times. They would always disappear when I looked at them.

Every day for a week, I returned to the woods and continued to ask Teddy, "What are you? Why are you here? What do you want?" But he would only beckon me into the trees. On the seventh day, I walked into the woods towards him, but then he vanished. I turned around to see him standing in front of my bike in the full sunlight, and he was downright giddy at how terrified I was.

I ran to the bike and pedaled just as fast as I could and when I turned around to see if he was still in the road, I was horrified to see that he was chasing me. His presence was so heavy, powerful and malicious that it was hard for me to breathe and I knew that he could catch up to me at any time--he just loved scaring me.

I ran into my house, closed all the blinds, and hid under the blankets for the rest of day. That night, I went to the kitchen to get a drink of water. My kitchen was elevated, so the window that looked towards the woods was about ten feet off the ground. When I glanced out it absently, I nearly dropped my glass. There he was, right outside the window looking in at me. All I could see were his gleaming red eyes and a smile that was like a crescent moon on its side. I ran back to my room and hid under the blankets the rest of the night.

After that, Teddy took to following me everywhere I went. He would come into my house and fill every room he was in with a sickening, malignant presence. My dog suddenly became terrified not only of him, but of me. I had never raised my voice nor done anything mean to the dog, but if I looked at him, his tail would go between his legs and he would whimper. And if the shadow man was in a room, the dog would avoid it at all costs. If my parents noticed anything out of place, they never said anything to me about it. My 10 yr. old brother I shared a room with would sometimes complain that he couldn't sleep at night because he felt like someone was watching him, but I always lied and reassured him that nothing was in our bedroom.

In truth, Teddy would stand in the corner of my room every night and watch me sleep. At first, I was downright terrified and I had no idea what to do. Was he evil? Was he good? He certainly felt evil and he loved to scare me, but he had never done anything to harm me. As time passed, I got the feeling from him that while he was incredibly powerful and horrifying, he was there to protect me. From what, I'm unsure. But that's the vibe he gave me.

Also, after Teddy started to tag along with me, everywhere I went the entire place was absolutely swarming with the smaller, regular-sized shadow men I mentioned before. There would be anywhere from 10 to 50 in the same room as me at all times, and they most always vanished whenever I looked at one of them. It was like they were drawn to him for some reason.

I began to trust him and take comfort in his suffocating presence, and he followed me to school, to my grandparents', to my friends' houses, anywhere I went. He disliked the sunlight and tried to avoid it, but I would watch him follow my school bus into town every morning. He teleported down the road, he never glided. He would lead me into the woods and we would go walking for hours, or we would go for long walks in the dead of night.

One night, though, things took a turn for the worse. I was over at my friend's house spending the night, and though I had told her all about Teddy, she had only seen him a couple times out of the corner of her eye. That night, though, he materialized in the corner of her bedroom and we both began to talk to him.

We ran through our usual gamut of questions, "Who are you? What do you want? Why are you following me?" and got no answer, as usual. By now he looked at us and our silly questions with amusement.

But then my friend started getting disrespectful with him, insulting him and telling him that he was just a pussy because he wouldn't answer us, and much more ruder things I?m not going to write here. I could feel him getting angry, and I warned her to stop but she continued to egg him on.

Suddenly, my entire forearm went numb and he was kneeling at the side of the bed, and he was touching my arm. I was locked up, unable to move, and only one word could go through my mind, as if he were pressing that thought into my mind. "Condolences," was what he said. Over and over and over.

My friend saw what was going on and she swept her hand over me and into him, and his material form vanished, though I felt the room get at least twenty degrees colder and his anger intensify so much that I wanted to cry.

My friend started making these awful gurgling, coughing sounds and her face started turning blue. I knew that he was choking her, so I begged him to stop and suddenly she gasped in a huge breath of air. He reformed back in the corner, and I could tell that while he was still pissed, he was also satisfied with what he had done to her.

"He choked me," my friend said in disbelief. "He really choked me."

All my friends came to know Teddy and nobody dared say anything to him except for me, since they were all too scared of him. He and the hundreds of smaller shadow people that were drawn to him followed me for about a year, and he never harmed anybody else to my knowledge. But then I started to fall out of Satanism and I thought that it wasn't the right thing for me. I had noticed that since I started to get into that religion, I had started to change into a colder, darker, malevolent person and I didn't like it one bit. Whether my gradual personality change was due to Satanism or due to Teddy's perpetual presence, I can't say, though I tend to believe it had to do with Teddy's constant malignant energy that I soaked in.

When I started to fade out of Satanism, Teddy also started to fade out of my life. He quit watching me sleep, and gradually he quit following me places until eventually he was just gone. He wasn't even in the woods I had first found him in.

However, I found that whenever I told people about him, for the next two years after, I would get in bed and turn off the lights to find him standing in the corner with all his suffocating power and evil and it felt like he was going to kill me.

For a long time, I never spoke of him because I was too scared he would come back. Now, however, he seems not to care if I mention him or not, hence I am writing you here.

My question is, what was he? He was no ghost--his presence wasn't human. It was something much darker, powerful, and much older. Because he came and went with my interest in Satanism and because of how his aura felt, I'm inclined to believe that he was a demon, and that perhaps the other shadow people that followed him were either lesser demons or spirits on their way to becoming demons.

Has anybody had a similar experience? I'm dying for answers, and I'm scared that this new presence I have is him or something like him, and I want to do anything I can to keep him away. I quit being a Satanist four years ago now, and I have no interest to start back up again soon, so I'm not sure why he'd choose to revisit me, but I'm scared.

Let me make it clear that while I don't practice Satanism anymore, I'm not a Christian either. I'm an Agnostic, and I haven't quite decided what I believe in. I haven't ruled Satanism out, I'm just taking a break from it to find out more about other religions.

Please email me if you can offer me any help, insight, or even if you've had a similar experience.

 

[yummyfoods1214]

Thanks a lot for your help, Binger. So...maybe it was an angel that was following me? What do you mean when you say materializing is impossible? Because he quite often showed himself to me in a very solid form, and my friends also saw him. I promise you I'm not making this up. I mean, it wouldn't exactly be smart to try to play a joke on you guys.

And when I said Satanism, I meant the kind you guys follow. I actully got into Satanism when I found joyofsatan.org, and followed everything the website said. That's why I came here to ask these questions.

--- In [url=mailto:[email protected]][email protected][/url], "binger123456" <binger123456@... wrote:

Sorry, Demons are not malignant nor do they have negative energy. Their energy is very beautiful and calming and positive. They are also very beautiful and are not dark-looking, many of them are blond haired and blue-eyed and Satan is the bringer of light and his aura is very bright, he is the opposite of darkness. The enemy angels or greys have vile energy and stink all the time, not our Gods. The dogs and other animals also love Demons, they aren't terrified of them, they are happy to see them. This being was either obviously an enemy being or you made it up, because materializing is impossible. And it depends what you mean Satanism, many people have the wrong idea about Satanism and think it's the reverse of xianity and "evil" so they attract the attention of enemy beings if they get interested in the reverse version of xianity. Satanism=ancient Paganism.

http://www.joyofsatan.org

Read the section about Demons, you'll see that many of them are actually Egyptian Gods.

 

[Tapio Ilvesniemi]

Did you do the dedication ritual to Father Satan? I doubt you did not, because this entity you speak of is definitely an enemy of Satan and humanity. "Teddy" is a vampiric entity that feeds of your fear and anxiety. Do the dedication ritual, and tell him to go away in the name of Satan. An entity that doesn't state it's name and intentions is an enemy. You must not succumb to accepting his presence, don't talk to him no matter what he does. The only thing you should say to him is "die" in your mind and imagine him engulfed and melting in scorching hot blue satanic fire. If you are dedicated, he will not be able to kill you, cry out to Satan or your guardian demon if Teddy hurts you. Everytime he appears attack him spiritually, if he gains the upper hand, cry out to Satan. If you claim to have already dedicated yourself as a reply to this post, I know you are a lying infiltrator trying to scare us. Teddy doesn't like the sunlight, it's obvious he is not a demon of any kind, he may very well be a powerful thoughtform that has to sustain itself with negative energy to stay alive. You can use the energy of the sun to destroy him, or at least make him lose his power over you. You must overcome your fear and face Teddy. Never do as he says and don't let him dictate how you should live your life. Satanism is not about turning the other cheek, we do whatever the fuck we want to do and never ever surrender.

I should tell you I don't have any first hand experience with powerful beings, I am rarely if ever bugged by any spiritual entity. I relish combat and fighting in all forms, because I have been bullied a lot in my life and have had to deal with a lot of crap in my life and I always seek to remove any obstacles in my life as soon as possible because it makes me feel good and accomplished. Spiritual vampires of all kind love the feeling of power over others. There must be absolute confidence and lack of fear in yourself to overcome anything. Teddy will go away or he will die. There is no middle ground in taking crap and abuse in life, ever! Zero tolerance. It is this uncertainty, fear and lack of confidence you have that keeps Teddy coming back to haunt you. He is a parasite and he needs you as his host to stay alive.

This just my personal opinion and conclusion. Fear is useless, and it can be replaced with determination to remove a problem or ignore something that is only in your head. You should not call him out or anything. Just attack him when he appears, even if he would start to beg for you to stop or something don't listen to him, just imagine him dead in flames and sunlight when you see him. Keep doing this until he is dead or until he leaves you for good. You shouldn't think about him when he is not around as this draws him to you. Clean your aura, work on your chakras, practice void meditation and get rid of any negative feelings you have and don't let him provoke you in any way. Try using the sowilo rune and imagine yourself and your aura filled with sunlight, this will decrease his influence over you as well. You should try summoning a demon that specializes in spiritual combat to help you get rid of Teddy. BTW your gradual personality change for the worse is definitely caused by Teddy, and not Satanism. Satanism only makes you more evolved and better in every way, this I know from personal experience.

Sorry for making this post so long, put you get the gist of what I am trying to say here. Teddy is taking advantage of you, he is evil and he must die. He wants you to not practice Satanism because this would give you the power to destroy him, to not feel fear or any other negative feelings. You have to meditate daily, this is the only way to break free of all negative shit in life.

 

[yummyfoods1214]

Thank you so much for your help. No, I have not performed the dedication ritual. So you think he's vampiric? That kind of makes sense, but while he enjoyed seeing me scared, he also made it clear to me that he was there to protect me, and he did things to startle me very, very rarely. And while he didn't ENJOY the sunlight, he also seemed to have no problem materializing in it. He just didn't seem to prefer it.

I will work on cleaning my chakras and strengthening myself. Thank you so much for your help!

 

[Tapio Ilvesniemi]

He wasn't there to protect you, he was lying to get you accustomed to his vile presence. If he was protecting you why was his presence suffocating and negative like you said? How can you trust someone who does not wish to tell you his name? On the other hand, I think you should try to summon Satan after you have dedicated or pray to him and ask for his help on this. Teddy could also be a powerful enemy god and have some serious power, either way you should do the dedication ritual to Father Satan ASAP, after that you need not fear Teddy anymore. Instead of trying to attack him on your own I think it's safer to ask Satan to help you deal with Teddy.