Being followed by a demonic presence since birth is a scary thought for most people to comprehend.
My name is Savannah. I was born March 11, 1992. I've pretty much have been able to feel and communicate with spirits since I was little. I am not so much scared anymore because, well, I use to move around a lot and it seemed like where ever I went, spirits would follow me good or bad.
I have some dominance over the things that happen to me. Yet, there is one that I can not shake. When I was about one year old, right before my parents had divorced, my mom said that when her and my father were lying in bed, she had heard something on my baby monitor "sshhing" me. She told my dad to get up and check- he never did. So finally my mother had went to go check on me and she said that she saw a man with horns and a tail with a long pointed face was standing over my crib touching me. She said the she caught its attention and it started to dart towards her. Then, before it had reached her, she said it had disappeared.
The next morning, my aunt had came over and said she had a horrible dream about me and described it to my mother. Then my mother told her the incident that had happened.
When I was nine, it was in the middle of winter right after my mom and I had moved again, and I remember standing in the middle of the snow in my backyard playing by myself. I remember looking up and gazing into the kitchen window and seeing a tall figure with dark clothing, horns, and a long pointed chin. I ran around to the front of the house and told my mom what I had saw. I couldn't sleep by myself for nights. I have had nightmares about what I have seen ever since. When I was 15 and had moved again, I remember going through a state of depression and constantly trying to commit suicide. I could feel the different energy levels through out the house. My room was thick. Everyone hated to walk into my room because they said it felt like an angry place and always created nausea. There I saw him repeatedly. I would see him in the bathroom, in my closet, when I would wake up (if I could sleep). I felt captivated within my own home. I did not feel like I was myself.
Eventually things became progressively better. But now, I am 18 and almost 19, I use to sleep with the light off, doors closed just always in pitch black. Now I have to have a light on, doors locked and my closet door is blocked so I made sure it is stayed shut. I run down halls past to get to my room. I am horribly frightened. I am now having reoccurring nightmares about him and I will wake up with bite marks and scratches. I always feel uneasy anywhere I go. I feel watched and losing so much sleep because I am feeling captivated like I was before. I am scared to even go to the bathroom. I say prayers out loud at night to hopefully maintain some confidence that I won't be harmed. I hear his whispering. I feel like I am going crazy.
Basically, I just want to know how I can find out what is following me and torturing me. Why for so many years? I am starting to feel for my life and its effecting my social behavior horribly. Please help with any information.