K, long story, but I'll try and keep it short...

First, hello all, I am new to WDC and my name is Justin. I have always, always been extremely interested in the paranormal, as well as psychic gifts. I have been through many experiences, never actually seeing a spirit or UFO or anything, but some of them are far too regular to call coincidence.

So this is actually the scariest one I have, and I still shudder every time I think about it, but I figure if I don't talk about it, it will always haunt me.

I had read a book called, "The Power of Your Subconscious Mind" by Joseph Murphey. It is one of those positive thinking and affirmation type books, but the first one I had read, this was back in 2000. I applied it's principles to my life and a lot of things started changing, for the better.

I figured the affirmations were working well, so I decided to try and step it up a notch, telling my subconscious that I was psychic, telepathic to be more specific. I began to experience hallucinations, auditory in type, very often, but they always led to synchronistic events. It became a touch overbearing as I had lost a grounding in reality.

After a few months of these events, I began to lose sleep over huge plans I had, we'll call them delusions because nothing ever became of them. Anyways, I was sitting in my basement, in a total wave of fear and anxiety because I could feel a negative presence. I was trying to explain to my parents what was going on in my head, to no avail. Halfway through trying to tell them what was happening, my voice became increasingly lower, finally stopping in a mimic of a cassette tape being eaten by the machine, and I was not putting this on as an act.

Right as my voice stopped, the room went black, completely, and this was at 10am on a Sunday morning late fall. About 10 feet away from me, a completely red face appeared, blurred, raced towards my face stopping a foot in front of me and then flying away. I was completely stopped in my mental, physical, and spiritual tracks and was ridden with paranoia for months after. As I said, every time I think about it I freak out, but I'm getting better now.

I know it sounds somewhat unbelievable, maybe a psychotic episode, but this was more than real to me, and I have a grasp on what is real in my life and what is not.

Thanx for reading :)
Justin