It all started last year when I moved into a shared accommodation student house while I was studying.
The day I moved in I met a man 9 years my senior (27), he was born an Australian but was dark skinned and of Sri-Lankan descent.
He was studying Psychology and to me he seemed incredibly intelligent but also really strange in his behavior/dialogue.
I really looked up to him as a wise older friend, someone who could help me find out more about myself & the world.
However at the same time I don't know if I completely trusted him, I was suspicious in my gut (wish I trusted it).
We would hang out together a lot. He would tell me his observations of things and over time my mind expanded exponentially.
I went from an innocent, relatively immature 18 year old (Somewhat Christian) into a high-powered, lateral thinking machine believing in the magical powers of the Earth and Universe. Life was getting exciting!
Eventually my mind was working so rapidly/creatively I conceived my best idea for a story/movie to write.
I was extremely happy as this is what I wanted to do with my career and I told my house-mate about it.
He encouraged me to proceed full steam ahead and said he would help me in the writing process. I was over the moon.
Not so long after around his birthday things took a turn for the worse and it was become a little bit too much for me.
Our discussions were drifting away from what was once encouraging words about the world and the future and was somewhat going towards a more personal direction, becoming more of a indirect attack on me, my past and my character. He would often insinuate and allude to things in a very sly, sneaky way that one would interpret as him beyond the realm of a normal human and could do things like read my mind etc.
Eventually it came down to a breaking point.
I was in his room and we were having quite a heavy discussion about things when I started to get emotional and cry.
He asked me what was wrong and I didn't know exactly but he said he could help me as long as I "Let Him In.". Well I did. Big mistake!
As soon as I did for the first time ever I saw this white wisp of vapor coiling around the room. He also acknowledged he could see it and then he actually communicated with it. He looked at me, I had tears in my eyes and he said. "Well I hate to kick someone while they're down." Immediately I could feel dread. Absolute dread.
Afterwards my world flipped. I knew he was in my mind, looking in every nook and cranny. He could also project into my mind.
He would call me derogatory names, insult my character and would tell me I am destined for punishment, pain and despair.
This continued on to my 19th birthday. (worst birthday ever!)
I was so depressed/scared that I had to move out back into my parent's house in another city. I thought he would leave me alone then but still to this day he is here, bullying me.
Other people have also sensed the presence of something around me.
I can still see this white wisp of vapor near me sometimes.
It has been over a year, I am still stuck in my parent's house, full of fear/anger over what happened. Sometimes he also haunts my dreams and a girl I am seeing has also seen him in hers. (It was definitely him.) I have gone from the happy 18 year old full of life and excitement about the future to an agoraphobic, depressed 20 year old who thinks about ending my life almost every day because of the pain of this.
I don't know what he is. I don't know why he is doing this to me.
I know I just need help.