Written Confession: Recurring Encounters with a Hooded Visitor in the Night
The following written confession was submitted via email:
I don't remember the exact age this happened (I've always had and still have pretty wild dreams) but it was between the ages of 12 and 14. I "woke up" one night and looked toward the foot of my bed out into the hallway and there was a figure standing there right outside my bedroom door. He was wearing all white with a white hood, but it wasn't like bright white, it was kind of dim I guess is the best way I can describe it. He was around 5'8ish nearest I could tell, not a tall guy at all. Anyway I was laying there looking at him for just a few seconds and when he turned his head to his left to look my direction it was over, I guess I actually woke up, I don't really know. But every 2 or 3 nights he was back, same spot but he started facing me after the first night. I never saw him walk, but each night he was farther into my room and closer to my bed. Side note, it took him several nights before he actually came through the doorway. Anyway, there was only one time I felt him slide both of his arms underneath me and pick me up. That time I kept my eyes shut TIGHT. Then things would start with him already holding me and standing outside my door in the hall.
One night while he was holding me and standing in the hall, I tried to look at his face, but it was just dark. It wasn't empty under the hood, it was just darkness. After that each night we would be farther down the hallway, then into the living room. Then the last night I ever saw him he was holding me standing in front of the carport door and I felt him step outside with me, and that was it. I don't really know where to place this figure because I was never... scared I guess, I just felt uneasy and nervous by him. Though it's kind of hard for me to say because I've had several other night experiences of extreme fear and nights where I had to called out Jesus's name to make things stop. But I used to suffer from really bad depression that started when I was in the 4th grade (I'm about to turn 30 btw). I did have an experience one night in the 4th grade where 4, I guess I'll say entities, that looked like different toys invited me to stay with them. I remember thinking for a second and telling them "I can't, I've got school in the morning". Part of me wants to link the depression to me declining their offer, but I really don't wanna connect dots that aren't supposed to be connected. But anyway that's pretty much the main things that I remember. Thank you for doing what you do! It's really helped to motivate me to be a lot more serious with my walk with God and the importance of spiritual warfare.
