I apologize in advance for what I am sure will be a long wall o' text. I didn't want to try and separate the different experiences amongst different threads as I feel they are probably all connected and best understood when taken together. To ensure easier reading, I will break the main story into three separate posts--each under its own topic.
Out of Body Experiences
As a child I had very poor physical health, and frequently had problems breathing. This was particularly true at night. If I rolled onto my back at any time during my sleep, my throat would close up and I would stop breathing. This usually happened at least two to three nights a week.
By the time I was around five or six, I starting having these OOBEs where I would suddenly find myself floating above my body whenever I stopped breathing at night. In these moments, I was simultaneously both in my body and out of it. That is to say, I could feel every physical sensation in my body(position, weight, linen, clothing, etc.) while watching from above. My awareness was, in essence, split into two halves. During the OOBEs, I could make small body shifts and movements and watch them happen in real time from above.
These moments scared me because: 1. I couldn't understand what was going on, and 2. I wasn't physically breathing. I would always panic once I could feel myself getting light-headed from lack of oxygen. At that point I would start struggling with all my strength just to move enough to roll onto one side so I could start breathing again.
This went on for several years.
By the time I reached high school, I had pretty much gotten the hang of sleeping without rolling onto my back. One night, it happened. This time, I finally let curiosity get the better of me and decided to just "go with it" and see what happened. The moment I decided to do that, I completely lost all sensation of my body and not being able to breath. I found I could very easily--and precisely--control my movements and where I went. I also learned I could "expand" my presence. I thought about all the things I could see on Earth, but realized that if I could travel the Earth with a mere thought, what could I see in space?
With that thought in mind, I thought to myself "space" and off I went! As I travelled, I thought about our solar system(and saw a few of the planets) briefly before I thought about the center of the universe. I suddenly moved at speeds beyond what I could even begin to describe. There were so many wonderful sights--so many brilliant colors...all zipping past me in blinding speeds. Yet somehow I was able to see and take in all of it.
Eventually, I started to slow down as I came near what I knew to be my destination. The colors and sights were unimaginably beautiful, but my attention was immediately drawn to something else...
Before me was a vast, dark, formless cloud. I instinctively knew that what I was looking at was not a cloud, and not something formless. I was looking at something that existed beyond my mind's ability to perceive it's true form. I also instinctively knew that what I was looking at was ancient, timeless...something possibly older than the universe itself...
...and something of pure evil.
The sheer malice I felt from this thing terrified me to my core. I instinctively curled myself into a little ball and suppressed my presence to as small a point as I could possibly make it. At that point, the "cloud" turned to face me. There were red, vacant eyes and a mouth that glowed red on the inside(again, my brain's feeble attempt and perceiving this being). It looked in my direction and spoke...
"I know you're there. I can feel you."
I didn't speak...didn't move. I waited and waited. Eventually, it turned away(still looking for me) briefly enough that I thought "HOME" and IMMEDIATELY flew home with all the speed I could muster. My awareness slammed back into my body with such force, the whole bed shook! My eyes were open, I was awake...
I was terrified!
I curled into a ball, head under the covers. Cold to my very being.
From the very moment I woke up, I knew I wasn't alone. The entity had precisely followed me back to my room. My bedroom grew dark and oppressive. Again, I suppressed my presence as much as humanly possible. I waited. I don't know how much time passed, but eventually, I could feel the presence leave. I had decided then that I would never travel out of my body again.
To this day, I have been unable to...despite my best efforts.
I never told anyone what happened. A few years later, my brother went to visit my parents and spent the night in our old room. The bunk bed that we used when we were younger was still in there. I had the bottom bunk.
My brother called me one day, in a panic. He was freaking out. I told him to calm down and tell me what happened.
He said that when he was at our parents' house, he decided to crash on my bed to take a quick nap. He laid on his back and closed his eyes. His body instantly froze and he opened his eyes, scared and confused because he was still awake. He was looking up at the bottom of the top bunk, but instead of seeing the bed frame, he only saw pitch black. He said two glowing red eyes and a red mouth suddenly appeared in front of him and said "I found you!". He told me he screaming and praying for help in his mind(couldn't speak), and was suddenly released. He jumped out of the bed and ran out the room.
I have only told one person about that incident in my entire life, and she found out AFTER the incident with my brother(years later, in fact).
Through all these years, I have never forgotten the things I saw that night; both good--and bad.