Where do I begin with this one... I guess from the time the mirror was purchased and refurbished.
Six years ago my room was redecorated and repainted. One of the things my grandmother chose for my room was an antique mirror in an oval shape. The frame wasn't what she wanted for it so she had the frame taken off and replaced with a white frame. A few nights after it was hung in my room, the spirit named "James" hung out near it often. Later on he would disappear into it.
About a four years ago, I met someone (and I'm glad I did since she experiences things similar to mine, and we are able to confide in each other) and activity started to pick up. I would see these figures in the mirror, near the mirror, or looking at the mirror. Often there were voices saying, "Come closer to us. Come and look into the mirror." I just thought it was my imagination, but apparently I was wrong. I began to feel things touching my arms and neck at first.
Now imagine a room about 9 feet by 9 feet, the door is on the south side, the window on the north side, the bed on the west side, and the mirror on the East side. During that year I had a friend (not the person mentioned before) spend the night. She knew nothing about the mirror. She slept on the bed and I was on the floor next to her. She decided she would play a prank and try to scare me. I did not hear her get up and I suddenly saw a black figure at my feet so I jolted up. My friend screamed (she was at the foot of the bed at this time) and exclaimed that my face was liquid paper white and that it looked like my eyes were gone.
After this we tried to go back to sleep. I soon heard a voice say, "Get her away." She then asked if I had gotten up and was standing by the mirror. I said no and she said that there was something there. I looked up and then there was a sharp pain. I didn't say anything except, "Your eyes must be tired. Try to get some sleep." That night I watched over her and made sure she wasn't harmed. The next morning I had a huge bruise on my shoulder.
Now months later the first girl mention spent the night for the first time (Again, this one knew nothing about the mirror) We were laying in our sleeping arrangements, her on the floor and me on the bed, when she suddenly asked, "Do you believe in Spirits?" I sat up and looked at her and asked, "Why?" I didn't tell her about any of my spirits, but then I paused and said, "Yes I do. And I can see and hear them." She looked at me and said, "Really?...I can too..." I actually felt happy. I always thought that I would be alone in life with this curse. We began talking and she told me about her spirits and I told her about "James".
She then asked if anything every happened near my mirror and I asked why. She replied with a scared tone, "I see something in it." I looked over there and then my eyesight went black (As it normally did when an evil spirit was near) I then saw what looked like a 7 foot tall Skeleton being with decayed flesh, long feathers coming from certain bones, and a red glowing spot from an eye socket. I was shocked then asked my friend if one of her spirits looked like this and she said no. "What you just saw sounds like what is called An Ancient." She said after a while.
Ever since that night I cannot look at the mirror full on. When I do, my skin turns pale and I get think black rings around my eyes. One day I stared into it for 5 minutes and when I looked away my mom said I looked like I was a zombie. Now then we must skip to about 6 months ago.
It was about the end of April, beginning of May when things got worse. I moved my mirror to the southern wall and my bed to the eastern wall. My nights became restless as I saw a continuous stream of things near the mirror and voices. "James" was no longer there. He had been "banished to oblivion" as I was told by a different spirit. Apparently that spirit was wrong. I watched terrified as "James" came towards me, out of the mirror. All I can remember is severe pain and the next morning there were scratches and bruises on my entire body.
This continued for a while until one night, I was dressing after a shower and I leaned over to pick up my towel and I felt something enter "My personal space". It was extremely painful and I ran out of there. I went into the bathroom and checked myself and found blood. I was not on my period (halfway between ending and starting) and it wasn't the same color as my period blood. (Sorry I know TMI but there's a point) I was scared to go back into my room but I had to. That night I felt the same thing and "James" took my innocence. The next morning when I used the bathroom there was tons of blood. (Again not my period cause I did not bleed anymore after that)
This continued on certain days until finally, I told my best friend. Being a Christian, she told me to grab a cross and say a prayer with her. I did so and there was a feeling of relief and peace in my room. The mirror (which was always fogged over) was crystal clear. I had never seen it this clear. For a few days I was at peace, until the sensation began again. The mirror re fogged, only darker this time.
Night after night I've been tormented by the beings in my mirror. I've become more quiet and distant from people. I'll space out randomly and for long periods of time, getting less sleep, getting random bursts of anger, and heavy feelings of loneliness. I've been slacking in school (due to lack of sleep and the spacing out), lashing out at friends and family, and I'm afraid I may start harming them. And daily I'm finding new bruises and scratches that occur at random times. I do not bruise easily, and just today I got in the shower with no bruise on my shoulder but got out with several bruises. I even have a bruise on my left arm in the shape of finger prints and on my right arm there's a bruise that goes from my wrist to my elbow. I am dead serious when I say, I never hit my arm on anything before this appeared.
Now it is even starting watch my mother. She has seen a shadow figure in her mirror, her printer (which holds no ink) will print a page and her cell phone will go off at 7:55 PM every night. I've become so frightened that I went as far as to get a Catholic Rosary and put on my mirror. Ever since then it had gotten extremely dark.
My friend has suggested I throw it away. That is what I'm doing.