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My wife and I were driving to Idaho to visit relatives. We had made a reservation to stay in this very old hotel in a very small town in Eastern Oregon. When we arrived we found the town to be mostly closed down except for the hotel and a bar. The hotel was less than advertised. It was a two story brick building with a nice looking entrance but once inside it was easy to see the place hadn't been taken care of. It had seen better days to say the least. Several old men were in a lounge area off from the front desk. They were watching an old box t.v.
We were having second thoughts about staying but it was getting late so we figured we would make the best of it.
Our room was on the second floor. We walked up a flight of old creaky stairs and found our room. It was in need of paint and the carpet was worn. We decided to call it an early night. The sheets were clean so we turned out the light and crawled under the covers. The light out front shown through the curtains which cast a low light into the room.
It was the middle of the night when it happened. Something woke me up. I could feel something tugging at my arm. Still half asleep I opened my eyes. What I saw scared the shit out of me.
A shadow figure stood on the bed over me. It had a hold of my arm and was pulling on it. It had gotten me into a sitting position as I struggled to free myself from its grip.I realized my physical body was still laying on the bed. I don't pretend to understand it but I was somehow being pulled from my body.I struggled and yelled at it to let me go but the shadow figure paid little attention.
In the midst of my struggle I recalled something from my youth particularly from my catholic upbringing. IfI were to call out “In the name of Jesus Christ be gone” whatever had me would disappear. I did just that. The shadow figure let go and disappeared as I fell back into my body.
My wife had stayed sound asleep through it all. I didn't sleep the rest of the night. I woke my wife early and I told her what had happened. We got dressed and got the hell out of there.
It was the most bizarre and the scariest thing that has ever happened to me.
We were having second thoughts about staying but it was getting late so we figured we would make the best of it.
Our room was on the second floor. We walked up a flight of old creaky stairs and found our room. It was in need of paint and the carpet was worn. We decided to call it an early night. The sheets were clean so we turned out the light and crawled under the covers. The light out front shown through the curtains which cast a low light into the room.
It was the middle of the night when it happened. Something woke me up. I could feel something tugging at my arm. Still half asleep I opened my eyes. What I saw scared the shit out of me.
A shadow figure stood on the bed over me. It had a hold of my arm and was pulling on it. It had gotten me into a sitting position as I struggled to free myself from its grip.I realized my physical body was still laying on the bed. I don't pretend to understand it but I was somehow being pulled from my body.I struggled and yelled at it to let me go but the shadow figure paid little attention.
In the midst of my struggle I recalled something from my youth particularly from my catholic upbringing. IfI were to call out “In the name of Jesus Christ be gone” whatever had me would disappear. I did just that. The shadow figure let go and disappeared as I fell back into my body.
My wife had stayed sound asleep through it all. I didn't sleep the rest of the night. I woke my wife early and I told her what had happened. We got dressed and got the hell out of there.
It was the most bizarre and the scariest thing that has ever happened to me.
