I had taken my first trip to Europe in the summer of 2017. It was fun but I always felt on edge. There was so much history to the places I went; I was a little dizzy with it all. The first place we went to was Rome, Italy. It’s a trip that still haunts me.
We had arrived the night before and my mother and her friend wished to go see the Vatican that day. My brother and cousin were as equally as excited as our mothers but I was not.
The Vatican was grand and wonderful, I wasn’t bothered too much by the other visitors. I had a rather pleasant day! It was night when we finally got back to our AirBnB, right outside the Vatican wall, and we all hit the hay early. My cousin and aunt slept in one room while my mother, little brother, and I slept in another room. Since this was a new country, my mom had closed and locked our bedroom door before we bunkered down for the night.
I don’t remember falling asleep, but I had awoken in the dead of night since I needed to go use the bathroom, which was right outside the bedroom door. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, then looked to the bedroom door. It was slightly ajar, which I found strange… Until I saw what was crawling on the wall next to it.
An oily, inky black male figure with deformed arms and legs, crawling slowly like a spider on the wall towards my mother. (I do believe it wanted my mother at first since she likes to brag about how she can see spirits and she’s always opening herself to these kinds of things. She’s got mental issues and brags about weird things.) It had a another set of extra arms and its head was down, facing the wall. I knew I wasn’t dreaming and it wasn’t sleep paralysis, since I was sitting up anyway. It kept moving towards my mother until I let out a squeak of fear. That’s when it looked at me. It had no face but it did have eyes. They still scare me to this day. I don’t know how to describe the eyes, but once it looked at me, it felt like I was burning. I immediately laid back down with my blanket over my face, having a panic attack.
All was quiet in the room except for my erratic breathing. It felt like an hour went by.
But then the mattress dipped like someone was sitting at the foot of my bed. I felt the thing crawl up towards me until I could make out the sound of breathing hovering just over my face from beyond the blanket. I couldn’t take it any more and let out a scream for my mother to wake up and turn on the lights while pushing myself to sit up. The lights went on and the figure was nowhere to be seen. Crying, I told my mom about it, who noticed the bedroom door was wide open this time. I stayed in my Aunt’s room for the rest of the trip, sandwiched between my aunt and cousin in one bed, since I was too scared to sleep in that room again.
Sometimes, at night, I’ll think about it. I didn’t know what it wanted from my family, or why it was there, but I am still very sure that if I hadn’t screamed out that something bad would have happened. Has anyone ever encountered an entity like this before? I tried researching it but I haven’t found anything though did read one story of someone encountering the same thing but in a different part of the world.
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