Shadow Whispers: My Encounters with Possession and the Unseen World
The air hangs thick with cigarette smoke and unspoken dread. Another case. Another story clawing its way out of the darkness.
The Screaming Girl from Harbin
Years back, I was working at a well-known Chinese medicine clinic in Beijing. A family came all the way from Harbin.
Their daughter, maybe six or seven, was fighting them every step of the way. She screamed about the “臭” (stinky) room, the “臭” (stinky) doctor, and how she didn’t want me to touch her. I knew right then, something wasn’t right. This wasn’t just a scared little kid.
I asked to speak with the *thing* alone. It agreed, then went to the bathroom, and never came back.
The family then showed me a disturbing video. It showed the girl collapsing head-first onto the ground at school, lying motionless for minutes. From that day on, she changed. A new voice, new habits, a new…presence.
She was diagnosed with multiple personality disorder. But that’s just what they call it when they don’t know the truth.
The Boy Who Became a Demon
My cousin lived in a village near Beijing. He was a *Ji Tong*, chosen to play Nezha, the rebellious trickster God, during festivals. One year, during a parade, something went wrong.
He was maybe nine or ten. He suddenly foamed at the mouth, eyes rolled back, and screamed, “Give me my life back!” Then, with a wooden prop sword, he attacked a family in the crowd.
One dead, six wounded.
He was overpowered, soaked in sweat, and rushed to the hospital. Later, he was sentenced to nine years in prison. He had opened the door to something dark. The Devil, or just some restless thing.
He was possessed. Because he played that role. He was a victim, and his life was ruined. All because of a role he played. A very serious one.
The Twins and the Lake of Sorrow
Another story haunts me. A high school classmate had a brother who drowned in Qinglong Lake. The next year, his sister, also after graduation, went to the same lake. Same fate.
She had promised her family she wouldn’t go. But when they found her body, she had a smile on her face. A look of pure, unholy *joy*.
They were victims of a dark causality. This had a connection to the Unseen Realm. I knew it then, and I know it now.
What I’ve Learned
These cases, and others, have taught me one thing: This world isn’t just what we see. There are forces at play, energies that can influence, even control, us.
Most of the time, these entities use tricks, illusions to manipulate our emotions. They exploit our weaknesses, our fears, our grief.
So, how do you protect yourself? Stay calm. Don’t give them an opening. Don’t be a victim.
I always tell my patients the same.
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