When I was a teen I felt a negative presence in my house that was in addition to what was already haunting the place ( I had friendlies) and always had a feeling it was trying to possess my dog ( St. Bernard) to hurt me( long story). The dog was always focused on me and not in a good way. One day I heard a voice telling me to run. Get out now! and I can feel being watched. You know that god awful feeling you get from time to time that you are not alone. Well, I ignored it and shrugged it off as my imagination since the dog was sleeping in his bed. As soon as I turned my back on him I was knocked over and pinned to the ground he was ripping me apart at my shoulder trying to get to my neck. I flipped over and shoved my arm in his jaws trying to protect my neck. My sister got him off of me in time for me to lock myself in the bathroom. I ended up a week in the hospital and came close to being paralyzed in my arm. I wonder what it was that warned me and if i only listened...