The original Tulpa

In a dark realm stirred a creature. Life was not in this world, nothing grew, nothing was created. This really existed for one reason and one reason only for one reason as a home/ prison place for him. He was never meant to be released from this place but generation after generation told him. This caused him to be able to create a small foothold in the mortal realm. This foothold was created by parents telling their children that monsters will get them if they don't stay in bed. The tale only spread faster after he drug down his first child into this realm/ He let the one live so he would have many to feed on later. Children's imaginations are one of the purest and strongest powers in the universe and through them, his power increased. Let's go back to the origins of fear: the original tulpa The boogeyman.

To understand what the boogeyman is and how he came to be we need to go back to the 1800s. This is where we can find the first account of the boogeyman manifesting into our reality. Before this, the boogeyman was just a myth that parents would use to keep their kids in line. Little did they know at the time all that fear was slowly creating another world. One that looked like ours. But the trees, and grass were dead. Laughter in this world could not be found in this land. Only death, darkness, and everything that would eventually come to go bump in the night would call this place home. This was the sole purpose of this realm. In this world the first creature was created. Everything else would come in time. This creature was the creation of the children's fear in him. He only craved one thing: the meat of the children that feared him.

It was late at night in 1836 when little Jonathan heard the strange happenings under his bed. The noises were a combination of talking, scratching, and screams. While he was afraid he knew monsters were not real so he got out of bed to see what was going on. He figured it was just a mouse and the other noises were coming from his open window. Pulling the blankets up he was greeted with a sight that both confused and scared him. Darkness however it looked alive like it was a swelling vortex to a hell dimension. The next thing he knew an arm shot out and drug him under his bed. He was pulled into a world that looked like his world and nothing like his world and in front of him stood a goliath of a monster. It hurt to look at him but from what Jonathan could comprehend it stood ten feet tall, had massive wings, horns, and the eyes glow like rubies set ablaze.

“W-w-w-what are you” Jonathan stammers

“You know I don't know what I am. I don't believe I have a name yet.” The monster spoke as it looked at him grinning with rows of razor-sharp teeth. “What do you think I am?” It said with a hint of satisfaction at the boy’s fear.

Jonathan whispers “You’re the boogeyman. My mother has told me tales of you. In all of her stores, the creature looks much like you do.” Jonathan is crying at this point.

The monster looks at him and smiles as he tests the name out boogie man I like that has a ring to it. Now, boy, I am gonna let you go. You have one job to spread my tale. Tell others of what you have seen here.” As he spoke the words a portal opened up and Jonathan was sucked through it and into a strange house.

“Why would I tell people what I have seen here?” The Boy asked him definitely.

The monster seemed to grow ten feet taller as it spoke. The world itself seems to shake. “You will do as I command, boy. Because if you do not then you will never see your family again. I will eat you here and now and satiate my growing hunger. WOuld you like that?” The boogeyman drew closer, drawl pouring from its mouth.

Jonathan was cowering with fear while the boogeyman was angry he had pissed his pants. Silence overtook the barren wasteland as he realized the boogeyman was awaiting his answer. He looked up and the boogeyman was looking down at him, arms crossed, tapping his foot yet a wide smile on his face exposing his razor sharp teeth.

“FIne, fine you wine. Just dont kill me please. Don't eat me, I am not ready to die yet.” Jonathan was crying and cowering in fear.

Very well then an agreement has been struck. If you don't hold up your end you know I can get to you and I will not just stop with you, your parents, siblings, love stock i'll kill it all.” As he finished a portal opened up and he shoved Jonathan through it.

Jonathan fell onto a soft bed with another kid sleeping on it. The kid screamed as Jonathan startled him awake. The little boy upon seeing Jonathan started to scream.

“Quiet you don’t want to wake your parents I am just gonna see myself out.” The boy stopped screaming much to his surprise. He asked Jonathan two simple questions that doomed him.

Who are you? And how did you get here?” This sparked Jonathan’s memory and he recanted his tale about the boogieman. What the world looked like, and how he was meant to tell the tale of what happened so the boogeyman could come into this world and feed on other children.

The boy did not believe him and after he was finished telling his tale the other boy resumed yelling for his parents. Eventually they two boys could hear feet running towards the door and the boys father burst into the room

. As other child’s father appeared in the room he was shocked to see another child around his son’s age in his room.

The father spoke to Jonathan. “Who are you? How did you get here? Where are your parents?” The father was concerned for the child but more so concerned he would get into some kind of legal trouble for having a strange kid in his house.

The boy was not sure how he ended up there he simply told the man “ I just ended up here I am not sure what is going on. LuckilyJonathan only found himself a few houses away from his house. His father got there and collected him. Jonathan only told his father he had a bad dream and that when he came to he was inside the man’s house. No one could figure out how he got in since the doors and windows were locked but no one looked too hard at it. They should have, A few days had passed by and a knock on his front door startled him as he was in his house playing with his toys. He overheard the adults speaking. About the boy for the other night and how he went missing. They said all that they could find was a show under the bed and claw marks leading under his bed.

The adults did ask him if he knew anything. If the kid had run away. If he knew of anyone that wanted to hurt the kid. Or if he was being chased by someone and that was why he went to the strangers house.

Even Though he was sure the adults would not believe him, he recanted the tale of being in the realm of fear. The boogman how he wanted him to spread his tale. How he told the other boy the tale and then he was going. He tried to convince them a supernatural monster under the bed existed. The adults said it was trama of some bs but he knew it was the Boogeyman and he was why the kid was dead

After the adults were finished talking to him. He ran up to his room and shut down shock was starting to overtake him. But just before it could overtake him he heard a laugh coming from under his bed. He turned around to see the glowing red eyes. It spoke to him

Goog good you have done well and I have collected my first soul and I am much stronger. You will go to your school tomorrow and you will tell your friends what happened. Then my foothold in the world will be established.

“I did what you asked, I am not giving you any more souls. I am not scared of you. You can not do anything from your realm especially if i am not afraid of you. The next thing he knew a hand shot out and the claws were around his neck. It spoke

“I could kill you knowing your fear is palpable but it’s not enough to make my stay here permanent. I will not go back to the realm of fear. You will do this or I will claim you. But don’t think it will be your end ill bring you back to my realm and torture you for the rest of your natural life.”

The boogeyman released him. As Jonathan caught his breath the boogeyman could see the broken and hollow look in his eye. “Good i can see you will do as i ask ill be seeing you around pa;.” It said with a laugh and it was going.

The next day the boy went to his school and told the world of me. What I did to that other boy. What he had seen and the threat I used to motivate him. At first the others just thought he was crazy. However, the fear was planted. It took time to multiply and take hold but as it did I grew stronger. This was in the 1800s now the year is 2021 I believe and I am stronger than ever. The normalization of horror and fascination has given me more power than I ever dreamed. So just remember that noise in your house, the eyes you think you see in your closet, the scratches you hear under your bed. Yeah, they could be your imagination or a rodent. Or maybe just maybe it’s something much much more. Something from a different realm looking to feed off your fear. Maybe it’s just me.