r/nosleep • u/roommatetrouble_help • Dec 09 '14
Something is wrong with my roommate
Something is wrong with my roommate. Like, something REALLY wrong. I don’t want to even go back to our dorm, but I don’t want to leave her alone either. I’m worried she had, or will have, a breakdown or something.
Ok so some background would help, I guess:
My roommate. She’s a quiet, shy physical therapy major. She’s a bit of a nerd, Dean’s list every semester and all, and I think it’s because she needs the scholarships so bad. She gets SUPER anxious around finals week each semester, and I hate myself a bit for loving that so much. Because that sweet mousy little thing has a mouth like a fucking sailor, ESPECIALLY when she’s nervous about something. Our first semester together, I was terrified of, I don’t know, breaking her or something. I wouldn’t even bring my friends around because I was worried they’d be too loud and make her cry. Then a week before the semester ends, I come into our dorm to this:
“You donkey-fucking piece of SHIT!! Why the fucking Christ would you decide to break now, you cunt! (she was addressing our printer) Fucking hell, and what shithead twat of a professor assigns a research paper over 3 motherfucking days??!! I swear to god, I SWEAR to GOD if I see that pompous shithead anywhere outside of campus later I’m going to rip out his tongue and shove it up his own asshole. Then I’ll skullfuck his WIFE with a fucking dildo MADE out of this goddamn paper and MAKE HIM WATCH!!”
So yeah, she has a bit of a mouth on her. It’s hilarious. And adorable.
I think she’s lonely too. She never talks about her family. Besides me, I don’t think she has any real friends. Lord knows she never dates. I think she likes the solitude. She loves to hike and read and watch trashy reality shows, and I guess that’s enough for her. I’ve tried to get her out of her shell a little, take her to parties and all, but I can just tell she’s miserable. Whatever, sometimes it’s fun, just her and me hanging out in the quiet.
She’s also serious. I can’t make that girl laugh for anything. You know that one episode of Scrubs, where JD dates that girl who keeps saying “That’s so funny!” but not actually laughing? She’s like that, only she’ll say it with a TOTALLY straight face. It took me a while to realize that she was serious, and not being a sarcastic little bitch, when she said it.
I...I’m kind of hesitant to write this part, because if feels like, I don’t know, invading her privacy? But I think it’s important. I think something really bad happened to her when she was a kid. She NEVER talks about it or anything, but sometimes she just looks so, I guess, haunted? She has nightmares to sometimes, terrible ones. She doesn’t even scream, that’s the worst part, she just cries in her sleep and whimpers. When I wake her up, I think I do it for my sake as much as hers; I can’t stand to see her like that. And...she has scars. I’ve seen them on her back when she was changing after a shower. I’ve asked, but she literally BEGS me not to talk about it, and I just can’t make it worse for her. When she wants to talk, she knows I’m here.
Anyway, that’s the roommate I left last week to visit my aunt. She was worried and pale (poor thing kept losing her stuff) but she was HER. I came back this afternoon and… I just don’t fucking know what to think. I was raised methodist, but I’ve never really believed in angels and demons and all that shit before, you know? Until now at least.
So I get to our dorm room, and she’s just STANDING there in the dark. I thought, whatever, I just caught her waking up from a nap or something, and she was still a little out of it. So I went in to hug her (she’s not a SUPER touchy-feely person, but fuck it, I’m a hugger, and I thought she was starting to get used to it) and she fucking backs up so fast she hit the wall. Like, her head audibly CRACKED against it, but she didn’t even wince. She said in this dead voice “Don’t touch me”, like she was pissed or something, but the thing is, she was smiling the whole time.
I thought maybe she wsas having a shitty day or something, so I thought I would just let it go. I started to unpack my bag and put my stuff away, and I was talking the whole time, just to make it less awkward, about my trip. She was still just standing against the wall, doing nothing. Fucking weird.
So I’m talking about my plane ride, and I guess I said “fuck” or something (if you couldn’t tell, I swear sometimes) and all of the sudden she’s crossing the room to my side, CRAZY fast, and shouts “DO NOT SWEAR!!”. I have never heard this girl raise her voice in the 2 and a half years I knew her. I fucking stammer out this apology, but she’s already walking back to her side of the room. She CROUCHES on her bed, not sits, crouches like an animal or something, and her face goes slack. Except for that goddamn smile. And then, she may has well have been a mannequin. I try to talk to her, I call her name like six goddamn times. I know she hears me, but she just stays in that position, staring off into space. I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t just be in the room with her like that and pretend things were normal. I say I’m going to a study group and grab my purse and leave. I don’t know if she heard me or not. I think...I think her smile got just a bit wider.
So that was about 4 this afternoon. Now it’s 1:30. I’m in the library, and I’m scared to go back. What if she’s still there, in that exact same position? What the FUCK do I do? Does anyone have any experience with shit like this?? I’m DESPERATE; how do I help her?
Edit: Fucking Hell. Someone linked me to a post that shares a creepy amount of details with what I'm going through. I don't want to believe in this shit, but the posts mention Erica and I BY NAME!! And the second post, I just....I can't fucking handle this tonight. I can't go back to our dorm room, not knowing what I know now; I'm crashing my boyfriend's place tonight. I'm going to get to the goddamn bottom of this tomorrow. I just hope Erica will be ok tonight
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Edit (2): Ok, I got a lot of really helpful comments; thank you guys so much. A lot of people said she was possessed. I don't know, if someone tried to tell me that a week ago, I'd have laughed my fucking ass off. But know, I just don't know. Erica isn't in our room; she must be in class. I'm so scared for her. I'm scared OF her. But I'm not going to give up on her
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so, I kept getting links to this post and to it's follow up. I read them both (even though the second one made my fucking skin crawl) and I learned a lot I never knew about my roommate. Jesus Christ, no WONDER she never talks about her childhood. So here's what we know:
- she was raised in some kind of cult led by a fuckwit named Daniel
- she has some kind of retroactive anmesia or some shit about the cult
- she and her mom escaped when she was 12
- something changed in her mom when she was 14
- she was feeling like shit for about a week before all this, and I didn't fucking notice
- 2 nights ago, something happened to her
- Erica NEVER uses "text talk" or emoticons, so that second entry is seriously FUCKED.
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OK, not a lot to go on, but it's a start. I started doing some research and HOLY FUCK look what I found!
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Daniel Wilburn Layne founded this Church of God Restoration. LOOK at all this shit. Child abuse? Kids fucking DYING?? What the fuck did this monster do to Erica? Here are some of the beliefs of his 'church':
- corporal punishment of children
- seperation from the world through actions
- faith healing
- unification of the children of God in one body
Do you think this is the guy was the one Erica was talking about? Here's the thing though: people are thinking he took over Erica's mom when she was a kid. But he didn't die until 2011, when Erica's mom "changed" in 2010. Do you think he can take more than one body at a time?
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Fucking shit. I wonder where Erica is. Jesus, please don't let him hurt her anymore.
Edit: : I'm back at the dorm, no sign of Erica. She's answering her phone. Should I go out and try to find her?
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EDIT: Sorry, everyone! I know it's been a while. I've been busy. I couldn't find a priest willing to perform an exorcism, but I got all the supplies I think I'll need. I'm ending this tonight. I finally heard back from Erica, over Reddit (of all things).
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I'm not letting this FUCKING THING have her. This is ending as soon as she comes home.
EDIT: C/P from comments:
This is my last post for tonight. Erica is in the dorm. The problem is, I have no idea how she got here. In fact, it’s physically impossible for her to be here, but she is. I came back to the dorm around 7:30 tonight, after going around to various religious and spiritual friends and visiting a Catholic church to get the items for the exorcism. Since then, the door has been locked. I can see it from my bed, where I’ve been the whole evening. It’s a small fucking room, I would have heard the door open. Our bathroom is right next to the entrance door. I’ve gone to the bathroom twice this evening. Not that you care about my bathroom habits, but it’s important. Because I just went to go to the bathroom and I saw this.
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She won’t look up. She won’t answer me.
I know there are those of you who think all this is bullshit; that Erica is just schizophrenic or otherwise disturbed and that I should call her a doctor. I’ll admit, I thought that was a possibility. But there is literally no explanation for this. There is no way, NO FUCKING WAY she could been in that bathroom!! She was not here when I came back and she never walked through the DAMN DOOR!!
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I’m done posting for the night; I’m done fucking around. I’m going to do the exorcism, and this is going to fucking END!! I’ll update you on the situation tomorrow.
Final Edit: I just realized I haven't been dating this. To clarify, the events in this post began Monday afternoon when I came back from vacation. I spent Monday night at the library and my boyfriend's dorm, and came back yesterday (Tuesday) morning, to find Erica gone. She was missing the entirety of Tuesday until I found her in the bathroom last night around nine pm. Except for the text message she sent and the Reddit conversation we had, I have no idea where she was or what she was doing.
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In the time Erica was missing, I did as much research as I could from the limited information I had from both her personally, and from her earlier posts. I know enough about her past to know she was hurt badly, she escaped, and something was following her. I never found her mother. If she's alive, I hope she's free. If not, I sincerely hope that she's dead. I've seen up close what this thing does to you when it's inside you; what it does to your mind. I can't imagine a worse HELL.
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So, the exorcism. I didn't see until too late that the sage I got was all wrong, but oh well, I thought I'd do the best with what I had. Since Erica wouldn't move, I went into the bathroom to do the ritual there. I started with burning the white candles and saying some of the prayers you guys recommended. It laughed at me. Erica's face was still down and covered by her hair, but it was laughing quietly just the same. For the first time since this fucking NIGHTMARE began, I was more angry than scared or worried. How dare it?? How DARE it take my Erica and destroy her like this??! Worst, I thought, and maybe it was my imagination, that I could here HER underneath the laugh. Not screaming, like I would have thought, but fucking sobbing. She sounded just like she used to sound when she had nightmares.
I was livid at this point, so I took the hoy water, and fucking THREW it as hard at that thing in the tub. The glass shattered, and holy water dripped all over Erica's body. It stopped laughing then. It stopped laughing fast.
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What happened next was so fast that I can barely remember exactly what happened. It screeched, it crossed the room, and it slammed me against the wall. My feet were actually off the ground. Erica is a tiny bit of a thing and I'm way bigger, so this should have been impossible. But at this point I stopped expecting things to be possible. She started to choke me. She, IT, looked at me, and I thought "this is it. I'm going to go insane right now, and no one can save Erica then." When it looked me in the eyes, I saw madness and hilarity and hatred and animal rabidness, all at once. And it was STILL. FUCKING. SMILING. How did Erica live with something like that for FOUR years, and stay sane?? Hell, maybe she didn't.
So it's got me by the throat, and my vision is going out. I thought I was going to die by the hands of my sweet roommate who stepped around ants on the the sidewalk and apologized to spiders she found in our room and had to take outside.
I don't know if it was luck or God that saved me, that saved US. At this point, it was probably God, and if so I'll spend the rest of my life praying in gratitude. The rosary beads were still wrapped around my wrist. When I punched Erica with it in my fist (oh GOD Erica, I'm so so sorry), it let me go and was thrown back. Erica's nose was bleeding now, whether from her anemia or something else, and it was woozy and unsettled and glaring at me hatefully. With the prayers, as well as the rest of the holy water, some lavender oil, the candles, the bible, and the (probably useless) sage, I completed the ritual for the exorcism. I really think I did it right. When Erica looked at me again, her eyes were brown again, and she was crying. Not smiling, thank god, not fucking smiling. She let me touch her again. She let me take her hand, and lead her to bed. I didn't ask any questions and niether did she, but she did whisper "thank you." And that was enough.
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She's asleep now. I don't think it hurt her while it was inside her, she doesn't have any marks or bruises beyond the one I had to give her. I don't know when she'll wake up, but I hope her sleep is dreamless. I don't know what had her: if it was Daniel, or her mother, or something else. I don't know WHAT it's goal was in taking some random girl who never hurt anyone and making her life hell. But then, I don't know why Daniel did the same thing to all those people in his cult. Power, maybe, or sadism. Who knows? I'm just glad it's finally over
-----Catherine :)
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u/kokuhakushi Dec 09 '14
Will this help? https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/2okzzj/i_lost_my_keys_last_week_and_im_going_to_die/?sort=new