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Visitation...

Okay so this happened after the other...encounter? That's a good word for it. The last story was a little long so I will try to keep this short.  I was about six months pregnant with my oldest daughter and her father and I were in bed. He was asleep but I couldn't sleep. So I was just laying there in bed facing the window that looked out over our apartment's parking lot. I noticed some light bouncing around outside. I figured it was someone driving into the complex or someone with a flashlight out walking their dog. Then I noticed something strange -  that light that I saw? Was now INSIDE my bedroom!! 

But it was no longer light. Now it was a dark blob, shadowy, smokey like. It was at the base of the window just sitting there...and then it moved...and kept moving slowly up the wall. It crept higher and higher and I just lay there watching...trying to figure out what it was. As I lay there watching, it kept moving until it had moved all the way up the wall to the ceiling. It positioned itself on the ceiling directly over me. Now I'm like okay enough, right? So I try to wake him up - no luck. The whole time, I never took my eyes off this darkness. And then it moved again. 

Lower and lower it moved...closer and closer to me it came. Now I'm crying because I realize that I can just make out its eyes or what would be eyes in this dark figure. They were slits really, just wholes in this formless figure...I could see the ceiling through these eye slits!!! I'm screaming at my husband begging him to wake up to save me! All the while this figure is descending closer and closer.  It's formless face right next to mine and it whispers - "WILL YOU REMEMBER?" I scream NO!!! And then it grabs me by my shoulders and pins me to the bed and repeats it's question "WILL YOU REMEMBER?!" loudly now...Tears streaming down my face, begging for him to wake up, for this THING to let me go and it just says it again "WILL YOU REMEMBER?!" I scream YES!!!! Then it nods what I imagine is its head,  lets go of my shoulders and floats back to the ceiling, down the wall and creeps out the way it crept in. 

As soon as it was gone, he woke up. 

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