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Istria
December
I was on vacation with my family on the Croatia peninsula for the holidays a while back. We had arrived at our airbnb after a long journey to get there and I immediately felt like the energy was off. The house was isolated from any nearby towns, and while my family found that refreshing, I just couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. I expressed that feeling to my family but was brushed off, just being told that it was the feeling of being in an unfamiliar place. The best way I can describe the feeling is "dark", like there was something sinister nearby, and that it was watching all of us. I've always been more spiritually adept than my family, this could explain why none of them could feel this when I could. They suggested that we go for a walk to look at some nearby cliffs before the sun set and I was extremely hesitant to go, I still couldn't shake that rather sinister feeling of being watched. But my family told me to stop being dramatic and told me to go get ready. As I stood outside by myself while everyone else put their shoe s and coats on, the feeling only got stronger. I took a moment to look at the woods around the house when I noticed a dark shape behind a tree, but when I blinked, it was gone. At this point I was terrified, my family had stepped out the door and started up an old road behind the house and I stumbled after them. I remember begging them to go back, making up the excuse that I was tired, but they were getting tired of my supposed "whinning" at this point and told me to keep up. We eventually reached the cliffs and by this point I was paranoid, constantly looking over my shoulder and staying close to my family. I felt like screaming and crying, either at my family that something was wrong, or at whatever force was there to please not hurt us. I remember silently whispering as we walked "don't hurt them, you can hurt me instead, just not them, please." When we got back to the house I went to my room and took out the only thing I had brought with me, an amethyst palm stone, and meditated, trying to feel out what was here. I did eventually feel a presence that I silently bargained with, promising that we wouldn't stay for long. While I felt no direct response, when I woke the next morning, I no longer felt the hostility.
A few days later I was waiting outside again for my family to get ready. As I stood by the car, I realized something.
The house was surrounded by a circle of sage bushes.
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