True Story; October 2012

Fall of 2012. Freshman year of college. At this point in my life, I wasn't religious... but was looking to figure it all out. I had made friends with my college's Intervarsity group. Intervarsity was a Christian club on campus. I had joined the Ultimate Frisbee team originally but I had met two young very beautiful women who were apart of the Christian club. After explaining to them I was curious about understanding who God was and what he was capable of. They attempted to get my life, as they would say, set right. So I spent the next month or so attending Bible studies and learning more about this dude they called Jesus. Things were going, not well, but I was slowly learning to accept this new God into my life.

Speed up one month. I'm with one of these beautiful women in a small chapel that we had on campus. We were alone and in the dark... the lights wouldn't turn on. Which was fine with me. So she lit some candles and we began to read and talk about things relating to God. I was as much interested in her as I was in God at that point, but for whatever reason that night was different. That night something got to me. For the first time I was more interested in learning more about God then I was in this girl. It really confused me. But seeing as she was there to help, I started asking more personal questions and I truly began to want to form a connection with God. We prayed and talked for what felt like hours. As it was starting to get dark she decided it was time to go, but for whatever reason I wanted to stay and pray alone. I wanted to seek out the answers on my own I told her.

About another hour or two had passed after she had initially left and I felt really good about all of it. Like I was on the door step to finding Christ and beginning my journey with him. So with that I packed up my bible and put on my backpack. When I opened the chapel door I was faced with an extremely thick fog. Very odd I had thought, but I was feeling so high on God that I couldn't care less about it.

My College was built on a single drive, overlooking a lake. There wasn't much of a beach, but during the Spring and Summer it was beautiful and one of the reasons I chose that school. I would go down by the water a lot during my time at that school. It was a means of peace and tranquility and helped me clear my thoughts.

Other than the thick fog, it was a peaceful night. The moon was full and allowed safe passage through the fog, lighting everything up just enough to move forward and get wherever you had to go. Like most nights at my College, I decided that the lake was where I wanted to spend the rest of my night. I walked down campus drive and took one of the many paths towards the beach. When I got down there I saw that I would be alone tonight. Which again, didn't think much of it. I was closer to God than I had ever been before and now was the time for reflection. I sat down and closed my eyes. I began to silently pray, whispering every once in awhile to keep myself focused. I was sitting on some rocks just talking and praying to God. Asking him how I could become one with him and change my life for the better. I opened my eyes and looked towards the sky. The fog was gone. The moon was fuller than I had ever seen it before. The sky was black, the stars blotted out by the moons bright stare. Then I looked down towards the water.

I wasn't alone. I just thought it was odd. It was the middle of October and there was a man standing in the water with his back towards me. For whatever reason I was mesmerized by this strange man. Why was he standing in the water, wasn't he cold? I had a sweater on and I was starting to get cold. What was he doing?

He turned and looked at me. My heart sank.

His face... completely white. His eyes... pitch black. His mouth and his nose... Nothing. I ran.

I stumbled up the rocks to my dorm. Running as fast as I could, tears in my eyes. Scared shitless. I arrived in my room and hid under my blankets. What the fuck was that I thought. Why? Who? I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. I immediately covered my face in my pillow and cried. I was frightened. I was scared. I didn't know what I saw. I just wanted to go to sleep and think of it all as just a bad dream. I mean I had God right around the corner, he was in my grasp now. I couldn't quit now just because of some scare. I laughed nervously to myself. It was just some student in some mask getting ready for Halloween. I mean, it had to be. Right?

I closed my eyes and popped a few Melatonin to help get some sleep.

I woke up, but it was still night time. Damn I thought, couldn't get any sleep. Then I noticed something peculiar, my room wasn't black. It was this odd purple color. It felt like there was a haze or a fog all around me. Then I began to panic. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I tried flailing my body. Nothing. I attempted to yell as loud as I could. Still nothing. I was trapped in my own body. Nothing aside from my eyes could move. I was so frightened I must have passed out.

I woke up.

The room was pitch black. I let out a breath of relief. It was just a dream.

I couldn't move. What was this I thought. I can't move, what's happening to me! In the corner of my eye I noticed the purple haze I saw earlier.. However it was only in one spot. It seemed to be hovering. I couldn't get a good glimpse of it. Honestly I was too scared to look at it completely. Why was this happening I thought. Why me? I passed out again.

I woke up. I couldn't open my eyes. They felt as if they were glued shut. And I noticed this immense pressure on my chest. As if something was trying to suffocate me. I couldn't breathe. I was being killed. I gasped for air, but nothing. I felt cold, colder than I had ever felt. This is it I thought. This is where I die.Tears started to form in my eyes. Through all the power I had I was able to mutter a single word. Not even a whisper. Softer than that.

Help.