A following presence submitted by Juliana. In January 2020 I chose to study abroad in May, New Thailand. I know, lucky me. The university I studied at was founded in 1795. It has its own ghost story which can be easily found online and is worth a read.

Despite knowing of the tale I did not feel any particular way when I first arrived.

Sure being in a new place was kind of scary, but I definitely didn't necessarily feel anything paranormal.

That all changed about a month into my stay. I began having these reoccurring dreams, dreams of being attacked in my bed, not

being able to move, and my comforter seeming impossible to get off. Somehow I would manage

to fall out of my bed on my stomach, but the attack wouldn't stop.

I would begin to feel someone lay on top of me and pardon the obscene imagery penetrate me.

What made this particular scarring, whatever was in me felt hot, not burning hot, but enough where it was noticeable.

I would always wake up, gasping for air, not realizing that it had been a dream. Fast forward a couple of weeks. I went to Dublin. There I decided to get a hotel room, one where I could go shopping and take a bath. The hotel was the Clayton Hotel on Burlington Road.

As soon as I got in my room, I immediately felt a presence,

or like someone was watching me. I could see things out of the corner of my eye.

This is around 2 o'clock. I tried to brush it off as me being

paranoid. I took a bath and decided to take a quick nap. As I was about to

drift off to sleep, I heard footsteps, the distinct sound of someone walking on the carpet, around the side of my bed where my back was facing. I froze. I felt whatever it was, sit on and lay in the bed with me. I managed to look over my shoulder. I saw two ghostly white hands rustling the covers.

Immediately I shot my face forward. I was terrified when I realized they were pressed up right behind me, I felt a level of fear that I didn't know existed.

I felt them penetrate me, and it was hot.

As soon as I felt this, I went to scream.

Two things happened at the same time. No noise came out and whatever I felt was in me left. Then I felt these two arms wrap around me and brush the hair out of my face. Finally I was able to break free from my paralysis. I practically jumped out. my sleep for houses or something explainable? That night I slept with every light on. It's worth

mentioning I asked whatever was there not to scare me that night. The next day I was determined

to prove to myself that it was real whatever it was.

So I recreated the previous day's ritual.

At two I took a bath and laid down for a nap.

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