“Gwen’s Experience”
By Gwen Zeigler
 

September 19, 2010

I hope I can make it clear just how horrific this encounter was for me...
(FYI, this whole experience happened within a 12 minute time frame.)

I went to the attic at approximately 6:35 a.m. and shut the door behind me, I heard the door click shut. I chose not to lock it. At 6:38 a.m. I text my friend, Jenny, that I was going to sleep in the attic room. I laid down on the bed, never getting under the blankets. I had my phone, glasses and flashlight beside me. I heard a “pop” sound which was probably just the “house” settling I figured - thought nothing of it. I then heard a sound like “new lumber” falling - I know there is no new lumber in the house but the sound had an echo of new lumber. I put my forearm over my forehead and instantly heard a stern male voice to my right telling me to “wake up“. I attempted to move my arm and tell whom I believe was my spirit guide “I am not asleep”, however I was not able to move. In the next second , my eyes shut, I fight to move, but am unable to. I am then “grabbed” from something behind me….deep within the bed, and pulled/jerked downward.  I again hear “wake up”. I fight to open my eyes, focusing on each one seeing the colors grey and black. I scream “NO!”, only to hear it deep within me….my lips never moved, I made no sound. I remember telling myself not to scream too loud or I would wake the guests. Then I heard ( again, whom I believe was my spirit guide) “yes, yell you need to wake them up, you need help”.  I was finally able to open my left eye. I see my body laying on the bed as I am being pulled violently downward. Again, I scream “NO!”, but no sound comes forth. I sense that if I do get to the bottom of this “pit”, that I will not be returning as myself. The more I am being pulled, I sense fear, evil, pain, hatred and pure negativity. Somehow I started clawing my way back up. My hands digging in dirt and roots. First one hand then the other, and I am free!

I lay there, I am afraid. I was afraid to move, I wait for a second, my brain starts thinking ….I move only my left arm down and picked up my phone. I called Jenny. Once she [Jenny] answered I held the phone to my ear, and got the flashlight. I scanned the room (but I knew no one was there- it was all “in” the bed)…however the door was no longer shut. I jumped up from the bed.

I am now crying.
  I am hurt…
    How could this happen to me?
      I am angry…
        Why would this happen to me?
 

If something wanted to “show me something”, it didn’t have to be this way. Jenny wants me to go downstairs, but I cant because if I leave the room due to this, then “it” has won. And if I become fearful of the attic, then what is next? I ask Jenny to call me back in 30 minutes to wake me up…she does. Nothing happens. I ask for another 30 minutes…and she calls me again. Nothing happens. I leave to see to the guests.

You often hear people say, that heaven is SO wonderful, that we can’t wrap our brains around just how wonderful it is. I am here to tell you that the place my body was being pulled towards is SO bad, dark, evil and intensely terrifying that you can not wrap your brain around it. Once you feel it, it NEVER leaves you. I also know that I was only pulled down a few feet. IF I was nowhere near the bottom and I felt that much evil, then I can only fathom what it must be like at the bottom. I feel as though something reached up, grabbed my soul, and pulled me under. I since have felt despair and have very little energy. My voice has become monotone. I hugged my family tightly when I got home, thankful to see them again. I will admit, that I am curious to know what would have happened if I hadn’t fought my way back. I consider myself extremely lucky that I was able to escape. 

I want to warn anyone who is thinking about sleeping in the attic…
  ...your body of course will survive, however your soul will never be the same.

**Interesting fact**
Looking at my phone log, it shows the following;
  6:38am- Text message to Jenny
  6:50am- Call to Jenny lasting 19 minutes
  7:57am- Incoming call from Jenny lasting 32 seconds
  8:29am- Incoming call from Jenny lasting 1 minute

I can tell you this, Jenny always is ON TIME especially when she is worried. She remembers calling in exactly 30 minutes. If you notice, there is 18 minutes missing from the time from the time I hung up with Jenny at 7:09am and her phone call at 7:57am. Oddly enough, when checking Jenny’s phone log……there is NO RECORD OF ME CALLING HER AT ALL OR HER CALLING ME!!!!
 

[Webmaster’s note: Gwen specifically requested to have her experience posted for others to read about it, to make sure others are aware of some of the things that happen to guests at the house. From all we have experienced here at WE (Whispers Estate), we are confident there IS definitely something bad here. Please consider this before you have a bad experience like this.