This post is not a creepy pasta, it is real, and is slightly disturbing (no violence, no sex, no NSFW just weird). I am a twin, we had a rough divorce growing up. It may have done things to my brain I am not sure.

I grew up in a old townhome from birth to around 7 years old. Me and my twin shared a room, with my two sisters in another room, and my Mom in the last. All connected in a small upstairs hallway. We were a fairly happy family, going out to church, great relationship with neighbors, good community.

But at night, I would get this overwhelming dark feeling when attempting to sleep. The strange thing is, I would feel this 'dark feeling' go OUTSIDE my window (we were on the 2nd floor) and 'dissipate' into the air out there. This feeling would make me shove my face into my pillow, too terrified to look up. It almost felt like I was glued or even pushed when I tried to move. I never once was able to look at the 'dark feeling' the terror was just too much. To be clear, it would start at my door, and leave out my window, just like that.

But... there was times where I woke up in the middle of the night and banged on my moms door and the feeling would come back, almost 'creeping up on me'. I would wake up in my bed the next morning as the immense dread / fear basically knocked me out, and it is just so unexplainable.

Then comes the "sheep" incident.

My home was visited by people, I know I was on the twin registry for my state, and perhaps was a research subject but these people were... strange. They came in and my mom asked me to come out and say hello. They were dressed not in suits, but more regular clothing and all they did was put 3 little sheep toys on the coffee table. My memories of this are faint, but I remember picking them up and that my brother was not in the room. The room was dead quiet as I played with them, and I felt their attention.

I don't want to exaggerated, but I can't remember much more about these sheep people.

Me and my family left this house when I was around 7 or 8 years old, I never had these problems again at my new house.

Fast forward to today...

I mention this dark feeling to my brother in an open-ended way, and say:

Man *name* this sounds shciz but I remember as kids being able to feel a presence in our room in the *location* house... I have never been able to describe it. You remember this experience?

He then responds, in between my small messages with the following

I do remember the constant dreams about a dark presence at our window in *location* house if you remember that....

And thinking it was like right next to pillow so I had to not open eyes....

Did you ever have those similar dreams but you got up and tried to go to mom’s door, but it would get too scary / dark force too powerful.....

I was shook. His descriptions mirror my exact experience.

So, I come to this board for answers. I am 24 years old now, and have been struggling with anxiety and anti-social issues. I just want to get a better understanding of what happened, and figure out how to start healing. Apologies if the post was too long or dramatic, I wanted to include my emotion and be thorough.

- T