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Originally posted by BobbyTheDon
NO FUCK THIS SHIT MAN. I just read that website, and I started fucking bawling right now man. I swear I cannot handle this stuff. this is all too real for me. there are not alot of things in the world that make me cry, but this is one of them. and right now it seems as if my eyeballs are like a fucking water faucet.
If this stuff does not happen to you guys, be thankful it doesnt. This happens to me so much, and I always end up crying. This stuff is so fucking scary you don't understand.
I am a believer that it is a demon that tries to take your soul. Why i am not sure. And why are demons trying to take my soul...? well i can only offer you my reasoning but you may think i am crazy.
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Fuck sleep paralysis. It's no fucking sleep paralysis for me! It's the CHOKING GHOST...or what the Japanese call
kanashibari.
I found this online just now, and it sounds eerily similar to my experiences. It wasn't just a man's voice and breathing, though. I'd hear the occasional cackle of an old woman:
Hawaii is a land with a rich history, and with a history comes spirits that still roam. Many of them are violent and cause harm to humans who stand in their way.
I grew up in Honolulu in an apartment complex across the street from an old Hawaiian church. In my apartment, I (along with my mom) would experience eerie sensations while we slept. It didn't matter what time of day we slept, whatever it was, that "thing" prevented us from screaming, opening our eyes, mouths, etc. I'd know that I was awake, and as I tried to rise, a spirit literally "choked" me.
Neither or my mother nor I could explain why those things happened. I noticed that I was more prone to the chokings when I would lie on my back. I could totally feel the spirit's presence...it would get on top me. While I never did think that my life was in danger, on one occasion I did hear a man's voice and feel breathing against my ear.
I took this experience to the church across the street. The church had been there since missionary colonization(although it survived many fires and facelifts) and I had a feeling that some of the kupuna (elders) would know more about the land that my apartment was built on. It turns out that that area was the site of a heavy bubonic plague epidemic in the mid-1800s. To control the plague authorities intentionally set fire to the homes and also to the church without notifying the occupants. Thousands of Hawaiians perished in the fire, but the plague was controlled. Needless to say, this area covers 3 blocks of land, and each of the apartments that sit on that land experience hauntings.
The Japanese call it "The Kanashibari"...I call it the choking ghost. We don't live there anymore...but I have a feeling that there are more of those out there.
Thankfully my house does not have any spirits (to my knowledge), but I still keep Hawaiian salt on my nightstand for protection just in case!