In response to Do Vampires Exist?:
This was an extremely interesting article and having read it, it’s given me a new perspective on what I thought a vampire was and did. I still hold to what I truly believe in and have experienced myself, but this does give me the other end of the spectrum of what could possibly have happened, has happened, and is.
I’m a person who believes in a lot of things and I guess you could say I have creativity and imagination, which would explain as to why I hold onto beliefs of so many mythical legends and beings. I basically believe that most of everything mythical is real because every story has some truth to it whether it has been washed down over the years or not, but every story ever created has started out true or had tidbits of truth to it. It’s only as the story has been passed down from generation to generation that things have often or not been misconstrued or diluted with false truths.
Anyway, I’m not commenting to prove a point, though, I’d like to believe in some cases, I possibly could, but again, it’s not why I am here. I’ve had experiences from ghost-like paranormal to mythical and legend type paranormal such as vampires, werewolves, etc. I’m not psychic in the sense that I see ghosts or other such paranormal activity, but I do have a sense of things and often or not, I have prophetic dreams occasionally. I get more the feeling of knowing that things are around me, hearing them, feeling their emotions, etc. I guess what you would call me is an empath since I do tend to take on others emotions and feelings as well to the point where I become the emotions physically or I am just completely drained. I think all of us have a psychic gift to an extent, but it’s dependent upon whether we want to use it, choose to open up and except it that we can use the full extent of our psychic abilities.
I’m getting so off topic, sorry. What I wanted to share was my experiences with what I thought might have been a vampire and or werewolf since the feeling I got from both my experiences seemed to set off an alarm in my head that this person, occurrence was not normal. I live on a street that is connected to four other streets, all of which are dead ends. Now, my house is situated on a small swamp that is basically connected to a lake in back called Silver Lake. There’s a small forest that connects the end of my lawn with the swamp, which leads out into the lake. It was in passing this small forest one night with my brother and sister that I had my first experience with what I thought was possibly vampire or werewolf, but I’m think more werewolf or shape shifter in general. My brother and sister and I happened to be walking home from a friend’s house just up the street at night, when we came to the small forest that connects to the road and the back of our backyard. We had to walk by it to get to our house, but anyway, we were merely chatting when all of a sudden, something either runs through the brush and stops just outside of view behind the trees and leaves or it had been waiting there, but something made the trees, leaves, bushes, etc. shake right in front of myself and my siblings. Of course, my first reaction was to tell my brother and sister to run home while I waited there because I was damned if I was going to let anything harm them! So, as they ran, whatever it was again shook the bushes as they ran home, but suddenly stopped as I stood there in front of it alone. Needless to say I was terrified, but I didn’t move, didn’t run, didn’t attack it or yell, but just stood there. Of course, it could just be a dog or some other animal like a coyote, but what animal in urban America, in a swamp with very little land and forest to walk about in someone’s backyard could make the trees move as much as they were and with as much force? The first thing that came to mind was something supernatural and it even felt that way. It honestly didn’t feel normal and all I knew was, was that I needed to get out of there, so instead of running, I calmly walked away from the sight to my house, not looking back, but able to hear what sounded like twigs snapping as it seemed to be walking away from me.
My second encounter happened with another forested area further up the street towards my friend’s house at a dead end. This forest was much larger and it encircles a small closed off area of land surrounded by a fence that encloses a field surrounded by trees on the outside. This forest also encircles the entire lake and you can walk a trail to get to a road on the other side that leads you down to the lake’s boat launch. It was at the entrance to these woods that my second experience happened. Usually, my sister, a few friends, and myself would like to go walking up and down the streets or through the woods at day and night. These woods always seemed to have a peculiar feel to them no matter the time of day. It was as though you were being watched constantly, but anyway, as I walked one night with my sister, we came to the entrance of the woods and actually stopped a few feet back because we heard twigs snapping. Now, that’s obviously common in woods what with the plethora of animals living in them, but it scared us nonetheless especially when we viewed what looked like to be a large form, mass if you will, of some animal stalking the entrance. Coyotes don’t get that big and where I live, we have them in massive amounts, but we don’t have bears, wolves, mountain lions, etc. in my neck of the state that I live in. Anyway, this form frightened the hell out of us, especially with how big it looked, and the somewhat growl that came from it. It was just dark enough to where we couldn’t see it fully, such as features on the animal, but we could see the outline, and we could see that the fur or whatever covered it was dark, perhaps dark brown or black. Whatever it was, the two of us didn’t wait around to find out as we turned on our heel and walked away. What was scary about it, though, was that this thing followed us until we were well away from the woods before it must have turned around because we didn’t see it following us back out or anything of the like.
My last experience is with what this topic is actually about, a vampire. As stated above, the modern vampires look so much alike us, that we can’t distinguish them among other human beings, but this man must have been one. He had the feel about him, to me at least. I was in the mall with one of my friends at a LAN center we often frequented because she worked there, so normally, I cam along with her.
I sat at the entrance with her boyfriend as he took money from the customers and gave them paper bracelets that allowed them to stay all night until closing. It was only a Saturday thing, but anyway, as I sat there, this man happened to be standing not too near the entrance, but close enough as to where I could get a good look at him. He wore what looked like a black suit, minus the jacket, with very polished shoes, his hair tied and slicked back into a semi long ponytail, about shoulder blade length maybe, and wore dark sunglasses so you couldn’t see his eyes or so the lights in the building wouldn’t hurt him, I’m not sure. Either way, he looked out of place in a mall frequented by teenagers, but looked normal enough.
It wasn’t until he came closer, looking as though he were picking up his kid maybe or he was trying to get information out of my friend’s boyfriend about the LAN center, I don’t know since I wasn’t paying attention to the conversation, but him. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and it wasn’t because he was handsome or anything, because honestly, in my opinion, he wasn’t, but he had this alluring attraction that I couldn’t pull away from. He looked pale, but otherwise, normal except for this pull he had. I just looked at him the entire time he talked to my friend’s boyfriend before he smiled at him, looked over to me, and then walked away. I didn’t see him anywhere in the mall at all later that night or the following week.
You can believe my stories or not, I really don’t care either way. The point is, I know what I saw, and I know what I felt and no one is going to change me of my conviction. The point I’m trying to make is, things are real whether you want to believe them or not. Just because not all of the evidence is there written in stone and blood for all to see does not make a false truth. We will learn all there is to know when the time is right and all that can be done is more research. Have a little blind faith and keep the imagination you once had as a child regardless of your age because it’s what keeps you going, what makes things not real, real. Not everything will be tangible, but it is there, waiting for discovery, so please, keep an open mind with the paranormal or whatever we find not to be supposedly true because if you look hard enough, the truths always reveal themselves.
Sent in by Moralthea, Copyright 2009