trash talking

This happened to me just this year.You know what, the witching hour is 3AM, a conversion of the 3pm death ofCHRIST. Some horror films actually base it on facts (Exorcism of Emily Rose, THe omen, etc.)For the past year, i had this inclination to wake up at 3 am, this happened when i slept in my room and while i was half awake, somebody grabbed my hair from behind and tried to stab me with a very pointy object (at that time,i envisioned long, sharp nails). I was going to shout to call my sister who was sleeping in the upper bunk but i could not utter a single sound. I kept on muttering and mumbling and i always felt the stab of pain in my back, I couldn't turn around because i was afraid to see the face of this dark creature.I prayed to God and asked for HIS intervention, little by little the sharp object subsided from my back. I couldn't move through it all. i was holding my hand to my chest and i could hear myself breathing, feel myself sweating and i even pinched my hands to make sure i was awake and not dreaming. I am a CHRISTIAN, my forefathers and up until now, the family goes to the same church and i go to church as well, quite active you might say in the Service for GOD. BUt this incident, i could not understand. In the morning, i called the family together and narrated my ordeal, nobody paid attention, they said, it was just a dream, I WASN'T AWAKE AT THAT TIME.

They brushed it off, but i was afraid....A week since the incident, i started waking up at exactly 3 am, i just woke up in the middle of the night and i looked at my cell phone's time, exactly 3am. SO i prayed to GOD that i will go back to sleep. One time, i woke up because my cellphone beeped, two messages came in. I was surprised to see that somebody actually sent me an SMS at 3 AM, as i checked the message details options, the message was sent at around 1145 PM, so why did it beeped at 3 AM?ONe time my sister told me that she felt warm rasping breathes near her ears, at times i hear it too. For the remaining days, i woke up at 3AM and i started praying hard to GOD, harder than i used to...

I prayed that i will have a good night's sleep.I remember when i was 15 years old when i slept in that same room, i had UROM, its a Filipino term when somebody who is sleeping experiences that somebody grabbed their throat and they couldn't breath. you are aware of everything around you but you couldn't wake up,they said that to escape this horrifying experience, you have to move your pinkie toes or wait for someone to wake you up. I desperately tried to move my toes and i was able to wake up. I always haveUROM in this room , in this bed,whenever i did the exact same sleeping position . As i continued to Pray, eventually, it never happened again, i really don't understand the test given to me, but its a great relief to know that SOMEONEactually carries all the burden for it all.