Tuesday, April 19, 2011

The Old Talking Tree Leaner Got Me In Trouble With My Wife

I came in really late last night and my wife was really upset. Well, actually she was probably quite irate but I wasn't going to find out until she let me back in the house; hopefully that would be very soon, maybe even tomorrow because she had already thrown my blanket and pillow out in the garage and locked all the doors.

It wasn't my fault but she will never believe me, but here is what happened. I ran into this horrible thing out in the woods and I couldn't get away. This thing looked like a man at first. I saw "him" up on the distance leaning against a big old tree. When I got to within about 20 feet or so I yelled out, "Hello, how's it going?" But the guy never said a word or even moved. That was when I noticed how still he was. For a moment I thought I was losing my mind and that he was just a shadow but I could see his face and his wide brimmed hat.

I walked within just a few feet of the dude, very slowly and quietly but concentrating on his face and his chest. Was he breathing? I really couldn't tell, but as soon as I passed him he seemed to wake right up.

"Howdy!" he said, "It sure is a lot of weather we've been having lately isn't it? I mean what with one thing today then another tomorrow and on into Tuesday there's always something going on right? Well sometimes a corn dog aint the best thing to have around when your old uncle comes to visit. But how was I supposed to know that?

He mumbled and talked and moaned and drooled but he never shut up. He fired away at me with question after question but never once slowed up enough for me to get out more than "uhh" or "err". Eventually, I had no idea at that moment how much time had passed, I found myself leaning against a nearby tree listening intently to the drone of his voice. What was he saying? It reminded of me of how a fan can sometimes sound when you are trying to go to sleep. Or the electricity in the walls humming and buzzing.

Suddenly I realized that it was dark, had been dark for quite some time, and I thought of my wife. I was due home hours and hours ago. "I won't be late this time," I had promised. "You're always late! And last year you forgot altogether!" She also reminded me of the time I had been a day late in signing the Life Supprt forms and her mother (God rest her soul) had been removed from the breathing machine and of yet another time when she had to deliver our first child at home alone because I was out playing pool all night. But I insisted and swore that I would be home in plenty of time to take her to that Anniversary Dinner she had arranged for us. All this went through my head in two and a half seconds, but it was long enough to break the spell the old Talking Tree Leaner had on me. I screamed as loudly as I could and just took off running through the dark night time forest.

It wasn't long before I was standing across the street from the house. I dreaded going that last few feet across the street. I knew it was already too late. My wife would be in bed (or gone) but either way the doors would all be locked and my key was sitting safely on the dresser.

"Howdy," suddenly from behind me. 'Oh No!' I thought, 'that old talker that was leaning on that tree! It has followed me home!'

I turned and there was Walter. Walter was the neighborhood crack head. He grinned at me with horribly broken and stained teeth and said "You done went and seed him dincha? He's a talker that one is"

"What?" I understood (well sort of) what he was saying but not what he meant.

"That ole talkin tree leaner cat mon," Walter pulled out a set of earphones. I could hear, "I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by. But when I got to the river I felt so lonesome I could die..." Walter grinned and said, "Gotta have music when ya go out in the woods. I dont never wanna hear that talkin tree leaner no more!"

Hmmm.... The Talking Tree Leaner?

Beware That Old Talking Tree Leaner

Update added 4/21/11

According to this the Old Talking Tree Leaner is sort of a vampire but instead of blood it thrives off of boredom. The more bored a victim becomes the more powerful the Old talking Tree Leaner grows!

That Crazy Old Talking Tree Leaner

Copyright 2011 David Slone all rights reserved

Monday, April 11, 2011

The Exorcisms of Danielle Isaac

When: April 8th 2011 8:21 P.M- to this day

Where: Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada at Springs Church

It all started around March, when I took up a new interest called Demonology. it didn't take long until the study had converted me from a Christian to a full out Satanist. I had started attempting to summon Demons and I never got a sign there was one there, so I bought a Ouija board. Last night, I had toted with it to see if my promised Guardian Demon was there, and I remember the whole thing word for word and here's how it went.

Me: is there anyone else in this room with me who wishes to speak with me?
Ouija: the penny moves to the word yes
Me: holy-! Are you good or bad?
Ouija penny moves to the letter b
Me: ... Ok will you do anything to harm me  or anyone
Ouija: M A Y B E
Me: alright then how many spirits are here?Ouija move to 3
Me: okay what are your names
Ouija: B E L I A L M A L P H A S L E G I O N
Me: ok. Well maybe its my imagination so I'm leaving

Right as I was about to leave I heard loud hissing from all around me and wouldn't stop until my good friend Katrina arrived.

So we went to nurv and it was raining. I kept seeing orange auras and when we got outside I didn't go in. Then It felt like a huge time gap, because before I knew it I was inside the Christ session and I was choking. It felt like something was trying to come out. I also remember my friend Kelsie praying but my choking was so bad I couldn't hear anything or anyone. I was then rushed to a secluded area, and then I felt a humongous rush of energy and I couldn't talk or anything and I felt the time gap again. I remember battling the orange aura and then another time gap. It seemed like forever and when I felt my conscious slowly come back, I screamed GET OUT OF ME!!!! and then the choking ceased. But I didn't know that the demon was gone- I didn't know I had three. A girl told me I had experienced Demon Evocation and assured me it was gone. Then the priest began reciting words from the bible and I felt the orange aura surge again. time gaps happened again.

My friend had voice recorded the session, but when I listened I couldn't hear the Exorcisers talking but instead my screaming and a hissing. Here's what I could make out.

John: Tell me Demon, what is your name?!
me/demon: I AM 28!!!
John: in the name of the holy son Jesus Christ tell me your name!!
Demon: ANO 28!!
John and Phil: In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to tell me your name!!
John/Phil is inaudible
John inaudible
Kaitlyn: NO, Belial you have no right to be in this girl and Jesus Christ , son of god commands you to leave!
Then I heard them chanting Latin and English and then covered by my scream. I then had enough time to yell something.

Then my choking stopped and I bursted out crying. Then Kaitlyn told me it was all done, but I felt another power.it was the other demon, Malphas.

It went almost the same, but he actually left.

The last one was a Legion, and it's still in me, as well as Belial. Tomorrow I am heading for my fourth exorcism, and hopefully my last. Possession is NOT a joke nor should it be taken lightly. It was the most terrifying and painful experience ever.

Sent in by Danielle Isaac, Copyright 2011

Friday, April 1, 2011

Strange Noises - Was it a Demon or a Ghost?

Now I would like to start off with my dad and the history of my house. Before my family ever lived here there was a couple that lived here years before. The wife was having an affair and her husband came home at that point. He was astonished to see his wife in bed with another man. He started to beat the man until he died and the wife was abused by her husband. The man went to jail and both man and wife are now deceased. Now my dad also committed suicide on March 15 2008.

I started to hear sounds long before my dad passed, creaking and noises and even shadows. After my dad died the noises increased. When my mom would be gone for a few nights (after my dad passed) we kids were at home. We had 5 to 6 kids in the house at a time. But the noises didn't start til they were all asleep. My sister and I always heard these extremely loud noises up stairs in my mom's bed room, where her husband killed the man. I know that my dad was a jolly big man, heavy. The noises haven't ceased at all. But the quieter sounds I assume are the man and the wife, but the much louder sounds from my dad.

Now I started to see things after my dad passed. It was a night of peace and all of my siblings were tucked in and sound asleep. The only people awake were my sister and I. We were watching a movie, not scary, when I heard a noise from up in my moms room. I looked at my sister and she looked at me, giving me that look that told me she heard it too.

I told her that this sound sounded so much louder than any of the sounds that we had heard before. I got up and turned on the living room light (we were all sleeping downstairs). I turned off the TV and sat and listened. All of a sudden my sister and I heard a very loud banging sound coming from my mom's room. My heart started to jump out of my throat.

We kept hearing these banging sounds and then it all went quiet, and we heard the door open. I grabbed my sisters arm and started to cry, for I was extremely scared. She held me very tightly and listened. I heard a sound of creaking coming from down the stairs. I put my face in my sisters lap and started to ball like a little baby. All of a sudden my sister screams with such horror and flies for the phone and calls my mom. I look up at the stairs and see a knife floating in the air. I jump to the kids who were all huddled together and tried to protect them with all my guts. I yelled at the object and start rambling.  I told it to drop the knife and leave us alone.

I then stood up and walked somewhat close to the knife floating in the air. The object stops and is still.  I then realize all it wanted was to frighten us. So when it saw me not afraid it was stunned. I tell it that we do not mean harm in any way, and we did not want it to do any harm to the little kids. The knife dropped on the stairs and I felt a cold rush of air pass me.

I looked at the kids who were safe and sound sleeping. My sister had just gotten off the phone with my mom and she was on her way home. I was shivering in fear and I didn't go to  sleep that night at all! I stayed right by my siblings until my mom got home an hour later.

My mom was astonished when she went to her room that night. It was trashed! The was only one thing that was very unusual was that  there was a piece of a wooden board pulled out of the floor and nothing was there.

But since that night my mom never went anywhere without having my grandmother over. I was extremely scared!

Thank you for reading my story, but I have a question. Was this a demon and do you know what it really wanted? Will it come back or will it leave us a lone? Help me please!

Sent in by Zayna