The Paranormal & Supernatural

[Melty Fairy Kei]

Okaie...So I was physically and mentally abused by my biological parents when I was less than 4 years old, and had to do all of the cleaning, cooking and even raise my baby brother on my own. (Don't believe me? I have the police records with me on this one, looked through them when I turned 18.)




I had been hit so hard one day that my mouth started bleeding after my lip got cut on my tooth, and I went outside and bawled my eyes out, thinking about not wanting to be there anymore, and just wanting someone to hold me and tell me everything was going to be alright.

I heard a voice coming from above me along with a bright light asking me if I wanted help getting through it.

I looked up and I saw this being that seemed to be made out of air particles, floating and surreal, bright and dim, but solid as if I reached out my hands I would hit something very, very real.

The figure seemed to have long flowing hair, the face kept changing from masculine to feminine, behind them shone dark black wings, on their head were two indistinguishable triangles that reminded me of animal ears, and flipping around in back of them were about 6 equally indistinguishable shapes that were elongated and reminded me of fluffy animal tails.

I took in their appearance and pinched myself to make sure I was actually awake (and I was), and only after studying them intently, finally put my hand out, palm facing them trying to touch them and they bent down, and touched hands with me.

I had never felt so happy, warm or free in my life as I did that moment, and I knew that everything would be okay if I said okay. As the thought flitted through my mind and I smiled, the figure smiled back. Then I did the inevitable and said yes.

There was a blindingly bright flash of light, I got extremely warm and fuzzy, then everything went black.
When I awoke, I was upstairs in my bed, my cheek no longer hurt and I felt , for the first time in my life, comforted.




From that point on, I kept getting black times. I have large black holes in my memory, which was, as I perceive it, all of the times that my mother would beat on me and my little brother, but even after that the black memories still persisted.

I remember the good parts, like when I would sit on my bio dad's lap and we would watch DBZ together, watching Land Before Time with my baby brother, when I got adopted, when we went on family trips, the first time I met my extended family, going to kindergarten and learning to read, meeting new friends, and just growing up in general, I remembered my first kiss, my first lesbian crush. But most of the time the things I remember revolved around school.

I remember a few times that I would even ask for the blackness to come again, I was living in the blackness. It wasn't just in my memories, I could have it come back again as I pleased. If i was upset or felt danger, I would ask for it to come, and it always would, unfailingly.


In fact, this persisted until almost my sophomore year of high school. I was actually surprised and couldn't take the clarity, so I would hide in upon myself, pretend to be someone that I wasn't, because I didn't know who I was.

So all throughout High School I had to pretty much find out, who was I? And why was there suddenly clarity when there had been such darkness before? How did I take care of myself? What are things that are and aren't socially acceptable?

It was as if i had to grow up in a short span of four years. I say four because due to the office ******** up credits, I had to stay back one year. But I am actually rather grateful that that happened now, because it gave me one more year to finally have even the smallest realization of who I was and how to cope with not having the darkness there.

The emotions were new, the people I knew, but I would say things about them that I didn't even know that I knew, and it would be right, and that would freak me out.





And even to this day I am still trying to be up to the standards of where I should be at, in my mind at least, because I am still wondering what had happened that night that I can remember the clearest of all things in my mind.


Mind that I have only ever told about 5 people that are closest to me that this had happened. But I feel that this community is more open-minded than most of the people that I know and therefore can handle my odd-ballish sounding life story. In other words, I am entrusting all of you with this information of my life, the deepest secret that I hold.Please do not break this trust with an 'Oh that's so fake!' or 'What storybook did that come out of?' or a 'What age were you when you came up with that myth?', as I have gotten all 3 of those with exactly 3 of the people that I had told. I cut ties with them immediately mind you, and I do not wish to have that happen with people here.
Having been a member of this community for over a year now has helped me through a lot of things, and so I feel that I can trust my secret with you all, even the new members.