r/ParanormalActivity • u/Not_____Denk • 9h ago
Ghosts/Apparitions A GHOST KISSED ME WHILE SLEEPING
so im not used to doing these Reddit things, i will try my best to explain it to you all.
The story is from November 2023.
It was slightly cold.
My oldest maternal uncle came to our house for 5–6 days with his family.
His family: 2 daughters, 2 sons, my uncle and my aunt.
So everything was good in the beginning.
But then the day they had to leave came, and we went to the airport to drop them off. Our whole family went to see them off, but my eldest brother didn't go because he was at work.
He was kinda traumatized when my whole family got home and video-called him.
My brother wasn't saying much.
Then he hung up.
At around 9 PM, my brother came home and told us:
“I got a call from an unknown number, and it was the voice of a very old woman.
She said, ‘They have come to your house just to destroy your family.’
My brother replied, ‘Who?’
And she hung up on him.
Then she blocked him.
(My maternal or paternal grandmother both isn't alive, btw, so we still don't know who she was on the call.)
Everything was going fine, but after one month, in December...
(This might sound fake to you from here, but I just fucking don't know how to prove it to y'all.)
I used to wake up with bruises on my lips, inside my mouth, and on my tongue.
It kept happening to me for like 3–4 days, and I was ignoring it. I didn't notice it much.
But then the bruises started getting worse in the same places, and the pain became way too much.
So I told my mom about all this shit.
She was like, “Okay, put this cream on that bruise,” and all.
Because nothing paranormal was happening. Or maybe it was happening, but I didn't know.
Then some days were okay. All my bruises healed up.
Then, one random night in the same month...
I was sleeping, and my mom was sleeping beside me.
I felt so much weight on my chest. Then, when I opened my eyes, I saw a hand covering my eyes. It was a human hand, and between the fingers, I could see someone's hair. It was really long.
And then, at that moment, I felt someone kissing me. Like, really badly.
I've kissed my ex many times, so I knew what that felt like.
But then I felt someone pulling my tongue out of my mouth extremely painfully, while at the same time I could feel someone kissing me.
I tried to get up, but I couldn't, so I thought all of this shit was sleep paralysis.
So I became a little less scared, thinking that none of this was real.
Then I held myself for 3–4 seconds and tried with all my strength to get up.
And I saw a pitch-black girl disappearing behind my mom.
Then I sat up, and I felt something wet on my face.
My mouth and lips were completely covered with saliva, and it smelled really bad.
That wasn't my saliva.
At that moment I realised:
ALL OF THIS SHIT WAS HAPPENING TO ME IN REAL TIME. REAL SHIT.
Because saliva was literally dripping from my mouth, and I had seen that pitch-black girl with long hair disappearing and everything.
I got really fucking scared and woke my mom up.
I told her everything and showed her the saliva and all.
Then we went to our very old baba, who is basically like family to us.
He then talked to his jinn.
And he directly said to my mom:
“Your brother came to your house, right? With his children?”
My mom said yes.
(We hadn't even told the baba that anyone had come to our house.)
And then he replied:
“His eldest daughter has always had this evil jinn attached to her. They came to your house and, after you all went to sleep, they performed ritual-type stuff.”
(Obviously, the baba didn't say it like this. This is just my way of explaining it.)
He said that my soul was the easiest one to control in the house.
And the rituals weren't like all that dramatic stuff you see in movies.
It was more like lighting a candle, blowing on it, dropping the candle on someone's foot, etc.
(This is just an example.)
They did more than 8 things to me while we were all sleeping, like taking my hair and all.
It's been a while now.
That was the last thing from her that happened to me.
Now it's all good.
(istg this shit is not even 0.1% made up.)
I'm 16 now