It was just like any other afternoon. The sun had already gone down and the nightfall had arrived. It was my friend and I at my historical, creaky, two-story house right by a yard where a school once stood. Not to mention, we lived right down the road from a funeral home. There was a lot of hidden history we could get in search for but… some things just came to us. Those creeping noises from the old wood floor that made my bones tighten and my body shiver. The weird noises, the windows crackling, door slamming “by itself,” and when the wind blows it almost sounds like soft whispers- but coming from where? Could it be the family of four who died here in the past? Were these assumptions coming from my head or is this real? The conflict was I didn’t know what to believe, myself or the noises.
I sat in my room with my friend; everything was peace and quiet. There was always a thought in the back of my mind - I could just feel something bad around me like evil waiting for a seamless time to attack. Then it happened. All I heard was my friend yelp, her hand close to her shoulder like it was in some kind of pain. Immediately after I could tell whatever had happened wasn’t right - I rushed us into the bathroom, lifted up her shirt and saw the most horrifying mark. It was just us in the room. How could something smack her and leave a handprint? I held my hand up to the print to see the difference. I discovered that hand was no hand… it was a claw. I couldn’t even say the word, still to this day I can’t. But I guess its okay to just write it down. Maybe it won’t affect “it”… or needless to say, the demon.
Now the problem wasn’t to believe it or not, but can we, can I make it through this situation okay? I knew there was no way my parents would believe this had happened. I called my sister, thinking she’s an expert on supernatural things. Maybe she could help me. With a rosary she gave me to keep me safe, I wore it around my neck constantly. There was no doubt that I was more frightened than my friend. I was once told that if a demon attacks somebody around you (like a friend), what it really wants is you. You - that word echoed in my head. “You, you, you, you, you…ME.”
I couldn’t sleep in my room for days, I didn’t even want to be alone In my own house. I had to fix this. There is no way I could live the rest of my life afraid of a demon, but it’s possible for a demon to live theirs with me. I called a youth pastor I had known about and told him the situation. My friend and I met with him immediately after to talk about “what to do, and what not to do.” We learned that the only thing we’re doing wrong is not being with God. Since I didn’t have God in my life, it gave full power to anything and everything that wanted to steal my soul: the demons. All I had to do was believe in God, accept him in my heart, and that day - I did. I would not lie; ever since that day I have felt nothing but love around me.
Sent in by Jenna
Showing posts with label Demons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Demons. Show all posts
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Thursday, July 14, 2011
Demonic Exorcism and Horror on Thanksgiving
I lived with my grandma, my grandmom lived in a funeral home in Ohio it was big and blue. A lot of things happened in that house, especially with me. One night I was sleeping and I felt like someone was watching me so I woke up, the first thing I looked at was the closet (I really don't know why) and right there in the top corner I saw two red eyes just staring at me. I thought it was my cousin messing with me like always so I called his name but he didn't respond so I got a little scared after that, then after a second I heard laughing like it was so evil, that's when I felt my body freeze like I couldn't move at all. I screamed and screamed it felt like for hours.
I forced my self and said in Jesus name I demand you to leave (that's what my grandmom taught me to say) and all it did was laugh and say "you don't think your God is coming right?" the room was so cold I saw my own breath. My bed started shaking, then it all calmed down and I ran for the door. I told my grandmom what happened and the next morning she went in my room and blessed it, but the demon still bothered me until thanksgiving of 2008. It was the end of everything.
Me my grandmom and my 3 other cousins are in my great grandmothers room (she died of some sickness) my grandmom was reading my cousins hands and I felt like she should read mine so she does and she doesn't say anything. My grandmom tells my cousins to cover their eyes so they did, ( I don't remember much from here on I was possessed, my grandmom told me what happened).
My grandmom started to pray and yell on God's name to release the demon from my body that was haunting me since the funeral home. My grandmom said that the demon told her he would never leave my body that it's hiss and that he was going to take my soul straight to Hell. My grandmom did a lot of stuff to get it out. My grandmom also told me my eyeballs changed into all black.
Things around the room started moving, being thrown to one wall to the other. My family tried to come in and my grandmom told them no that she had it under control she didn't want the demon to jump in another body. Then she took the demon out. She took me to the hospital because I wasn't breathing strongly enough. Everything from there on it's been good but sometimes I do feel like the demon still haunts me today.
Sent in by Kayshla Maldonado
I forced my self and said in Jesus name I demand you to leave (that's what my grandmom taught me to say) and all it did was laugh and say "you don't think your God is coming right?" the room was so cold I saw my own breath. My bed started shaking, then it all calmed down and I ran for the door. I told my grandmom what happened and the next morning she went in my room and blessed it, but the demon still bothered me until thanksgiving of 2008. It was the end of everything.
Me my grandmom and my 3 other cousins are in my great grandmothers room (she died of some sickness) my grandmom was reading my cousins hands and I felt like she should read mine so she does and she doesn't say anything. My grandmom tells my cousins to cover their eyes so they did, ( I don't remember much from here on I was possessed, my grandmom told me what happened).
My grandmom started to pray and yell on God's name to release the demon from my body that was haunting me since the funeral home. My grandmom said that the demon told her he would never leave my body that it's hiss and that he was going to take my soul straight to Hell. My grandmom did a lot of stuff to get it out. My grandmom also told me my eyeballs changed into all black.
Things around the room started moving, being thrown to one wall to the other. My family tried to come in and my grandmom told them no that she had it under control she didn't want the demon to jump in another body. Then she took the demon out. She took me to the hospital because I wasn't breathing strongly enough. Everything from there on it's been good but sometimes I do feel like the demon still haunts me today.
Sent in by Kayshla Maldonado
Friday, June 3, 2011
My Demon Sister
I know this sounds really weird but I never really knew my real parents and siblings. Someone told me my sister, (They call her a demon) killed them.
They say she's the most powerful demon. That every other demon looks up to her. And that she looks just like me. I saw it in a book. Her. My sister. Right beside me. Looking innocent.
They called her the miracle baby because she was pre-mature,and they called me the baby who was born after her.I know she exists. She's somewhere in the world.Waiting for me.
Then that's when she gets her ideas. She almost killed me recently. She choked me. And than put a knife to my throat. Then she acted like she was gonna stab me.Its scary to know that someone you just found out about a year ago knows so much about you and you know so little about them.
From the day I found out she was my sister things were never the same. I began to have nightmares almost every night. Sometimes my dream catcher helped. I could feel her watching me as i walked to school,as i hung out with my friends.
I can feel her gaze now. As if she's in the room with me. She told me she always hated me and expected me to become a demon just like her. She says our mother called me her little angel. I have specials gifts. Not like Palm reading or seeing the future.
I am supposed to keep quiet about this stuff. Listen, for all of you who think vampires or mythical creatures are fake, take a better look at the world and then give me a call.
My real sister has demons who are her servants and she's sent some of them to kill me before. I am still shaking. Pay better attention to the things you think are just bumps when there really unexplained footsteps. Pay attention to the things you think are just the wind when there whispers when everyone is asleep.
Sent in by Taylor, Copyright 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Raped By a Demon for the Past 12 Years
I was 19 when my demon first raped me. I was traveling with a show, and I lived in a tent. The first night that it came to me, I thought that I was imagining it. I was asleep in my tent when I felt this cool breeze blow right on top of me. The next thing I knew, it felt like hands were going down my pants and they were feeling me up, and then they were inside of me. After a few minutes, I felt a weight on top of me; it pulled my legs apart and then it was inside of me. I had no idea what was going on; all I knew was that it felt like there was an invisible person having sex with me. The first time only lasted about 30 minutes or so.
The next day, I felt confused as to what happened to me that night; I felt like someone had sex with me, but I didn't believe what had happened that night to be real. The next night, I was lying there asleep, when it came back. I felt the weight on top of me and I couldn't move, then it pulled my legs apart again. I tried to close them, but I couldn't. I tried to move, but I couldn't do that either. Then I remember trying to scream and nothing came out of my mouth. By this time the thing was inside of me raping me. I remember trying to fight it off, and it hurt so bad. No matter how hard I fought, the thing kept me pinned down and continued to rape me for another hour.
Morning came again, and I felt like someone beat me up. I was so sore: my arms, my legs, my thighs, my privates......all felt like I was raped. I didn't know what to think. I didn't know what to do. I told myself that it was all in my head and that I had imagined the whole thing; but I was so sad. I couldn't smile or laugh; I cried. I cried all day.
The next day, I felt confused as to what happened to me that night; I felt like someone had sex with me, but I didn't believe what had happened that night to be real. The next night, I was lying there asleep, when it came back. I felt the weight on top of me and I couldn't move, then it pulled my legs apart again. I tried to close them, but I couldn't. I tried to move, but I couldn't do that either. Then I remember trying to scream and nothing came out of my mouth. By this time the thing was inside of me raping me. I remember trying to fight it off, and it hurt so bad. No matter how hard I fought, the thing kept me pinned down and continued to rape me for another hour.
Morning came again, and I felt like someone beat me up. I was so sore: my arms, my legs, my thighs, my privates......all felt like I was raped. I didn't know what to think. I didn't know what to do. I told myself that it was all in my head and that I had imagined the whole thing; but I was so sad. I couldn't smile or laugh; I cried. I cried all day.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Something Red Skin With Wings
When I was 13 years old, I had an experience I can never forget.
My family had to go to church so I was left alone in the house playing computer games. As I was playing for an hour straight I had this weird feeling that someone was watching me from upstairs so I got up took a look around my house then heard my character die in my game. So I rushed back to make it respawn in town. After I made my character respawn I heard a weird noise this time it was coming from my grandparents room and it sounded like a demon screaming with joy.
I was scared but I swallowed up my fear and took at look at my grandparents room but when I got there the noise stopped. After a while My family came and asked what happened I didn't say a word about what happened to me.
The next night my buddies and I decided to take a walk around the subdivision at night so while walking I heard that weird laughter again this time it was in the bushes. But I decided to ignore it to net get my friends all freaked out and go back.. While walking around the church it was weird we split up into 2 groups for no particular reason as if it was all set up. I was stuck with my best friend I told him what happened to the other two he said he had no idea so we went through the grassy grounds of the church then heard a devilish voice say "GET OUT OF HERE!" I asked my friend if he heard it and he said no. So that got me all freaked out So I said lets get out of this grassy area and head back home those 2 might have already went home by now." So just as we got passed the grassy area this time I saw a white lady standing in front of the Mama Mary.
I thought it must be wanting some help from us so as we were walking home I could feel that someone or something was watching us from the bushes so I decided to take a look at my side once in a while hen at the top of a tree I saw a demon with extremely red eyes with a big grin, red skin, and wings. I said to my best friend "RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN!" when we got home he asked me what's the big deal with running during the night. I remained quiet when the next thing I knew when we both got to my home my 2 friends were waiting for me asking where have we been we said that they disappeared suddenly and they also said that we just suddenly disappeared and we both disappeared at the same spot like we were actually getting set up.
I was so freaked that I said I was going to go home now. When I got home it was weird I was a alone in the house and the only people there were the caretakers of the house and one of them was taking a bath while the other was sleeping downstairs... But when I took a look at the room of my grandparent the thing I saw on the tree was standing there looking at me... And it said "Why did you run away? I was just here to take a good look at you." I was so scared but I remembered that I had a rosary in my pocket I put out the rosary (which was blessed) and threw it on the thing when it hit the thing it gave out a big scream of pain and disappeared. That was one experience I could never forget.
Sent in by Azrael, Copyright 2011
My family had to go to church so I was left alone in the house playing computer games. As I was playing for an hour straight I had this weird feeling that someone was watching me from upstairs so I got up took a look around my house then heard my character die in my game. So I rushed back to make it respawn in town. After I made my character respawn I heard a weird noise this time it was coming from my grandparents room and it sounded like a demon screaming with joy.
I was scared but I swallowed up my fear and took at look at my grandparents room but when I got there the noise stopped. After a while My family came and asked what happened I didn't say a word about what happened to me.
The next night my buddies and I decided to take a walk around the subdivision at night so while walking I heard that weird laughter again this time it was in the bushes. But I decided to ignore it to net get my friends all freaked out and go back.. While walking around the church it was weird we split up into 2 groups for no particular reason as if it was all set up. I was stuck with my best friend I told him what happened to the other two he said he had no idea so we went through the grassy grounds of the church then heard a devilish voice say "GET OUT OF HERE!" I asked my friend if he heard it and he said no. So that got me all freaked out So I said lets get out of this grassy area and head back home those 2 might have already went home by now." So just as we got passed the grassy area this time I saw a white lady standing in front of the Mama Mary.
I thought it must be wanting some help from us so as we were walking home I could feel that someone or something was watching us from the bushes so I decided to take a look at my side once in a while hen at the top of a tree I saw a demon with extremely red eyes with a big grin, red skin, and wings. I said to my best friend "RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN!" when we got home he asked me what's the big deal with running during the night. I remained quiet when the next thing I knew when we both got to my home my 2 friends were waiting for me asking where have we been we said that they disappeared suddenly and they also said that we just suddenly disappeared and we both disappeared at the same spot like we were actually getting set up.
I was so freaked that I said I was going to go home now. When I got home it was weird I was a alone in the house and the only people there were the caretakers of the house and one of them was taking a bath while the other was sleeping downstairs... But when I took a look at the room of my grandparent the thing I saw on the tree was standing there looking at me... And it said "Why did you run away? I was just here to take a good look at you." I was so scared but I remembered that I had a rosary in my pocket I put out the rosary (which was blessed) and threw it on the thing when it hit the thing it gave out a big scream of pain and disappeared. That was one experience I could never forget.
Sent in by Azrael, Copyright 2011
Friday, December 31, 2010
Killer Demon or Something that Needs Help?
When this happened I lived in Westland Michigan. It was a normal Sunday so far. My mom was asleep on the couch and it was about 3:20 pm. I don't remember but I know it was in the noon. I was near the bathroom door petting my cat and I felt something so I looked up I saw a figure walk from my moms bed room (No one else was there and my moms room is far from where she was.) It was a tall man I only saw his shadow. It seemed as if it were bald. My cat started hissing. I ran as fast as I could next to my mom. I woke her up and told her what happened... she didn't believe me. I was ten. I don't mess around with spirits so I wouldn't lie to her about it but she never believed me.
The next day I had no school. I stayed home alone because my mom had to go to work. I was still scared from what happened but I thought I was crazy and my mom told me it would be okay. I was looking at TV petting my cat again. One arm on her and one dangling and inch from the ground because I has laying down. I heard someone call my name and I felt a breeze go by my hand and my arm lifted up. All the windows were closed. I lifted up my arm more and put it back down and the breeze was gone. I was terrified I called my mom and waited out side. She still didn't believe me.
One week later I woke up from my sleep. Now this sounds stupid for some and I'm not lying. The blankets flew from my bed my arms flew behind me. My legs,arms and my neck were being grabbed. Something was choking me. My head flew side from side. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I said god in my head tons of times and it stopped. I knew it was a demon or some type of thing.
So I went to my older friend. She's about 40 but looks young and really nice. I didn't tell my mom but I told her. She said around my age it happened to her. She said, "It's a demon."
A month past and I was about to leave for California. In the morning around 1 am I was sweating really bad, I was crying I couldn't move. Something was looking at me with sad eyes. It was a younger cute man. He said "I'm sorry my dad hurt you, he just needs your help." I gave him and angry look and said,"one your dad almost killed and why would he need my help." I felt bad for yelling at him after awhile. Then he vanished. So I just stayed up and I was rocking back and forth.
I left for my flight and 2 weeks past. I was looking out the window I see 2 angry people in a my Aunts and a baby in the back seat. I whispered what do you want... So I ran up stairs in my room I was staying in. It followed me and something said in a shivery voice. "Wee neeeedd yourrr helllppp." So I ran down stairs again but I ran to my uncle he could tell I was scared.
Later I came back to Michigan. I took a picture and I looked at and I fainted. I woke up on my bed with my phone in my hand it was off. I turned it on and the picture popped up it was the one I took and a ghost was there. You could see it. She was so clear her face was as if she was going to kill me.
This time 2 months past I thought it was gone. I was walking down the hall and I saw a shadow behind me so I froze and the other one did to. And no it wasn't mine there was one and it looked like it had spiky hair. Then I thought of the younger cute man. Then I said "I didn't mean to yell at you a few months ago." I heard a mumbling so I just walked away slowly to my room. I saw him again but his face. Then we started to talk and so they left me alone.
I just moved in November 2010 to California and I still see some ghost but nothing crazy like that happened. Thank you for reading this. This was one of the most scariest things that happened in my life so far. But this was only half of the story contact me if you want to know more.
Sent in by Arteja, Copyright 2010
The next day I had no school. I stayed home alone because my mom had to go to work. I was still scared from what happened but I thought I was crazy and my mom told me it would be okay. I was looking at TV petting my cat again. One arm on her and one dangling and inch from the ground because I has laying down. I heard someone call my name and I felt a breeze go by my hand and my arm lifted up. All the windows were closed. I lifted up my arm more and put it back down and the breeze was gone. I was terrified I called my mom and waited out side. She still didn't believe me.
One week later I woke up from my sleep. Now this sounds stupid for some and I'm not lying. The blankets flew from my bed my arms flew behind me. My legs,arms and my neck were being grabbed. Something was choking me. My head flew side from side. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I said god in my head tons of times and it stopped. I knew it was a demon or some type of thing.
So I went to my older friend. She's about 40 but looks young and really nice. I didn't tell my mom but I told her. She said around my age it happened to her. She said, "It's a demon."
A month past and I was about to leave for California. In the morning around 1 am I was sweating really bad, I was crying I couldn't move. Something was looking at me with sad eyes. It was a younger cute man. He said "I'm sorry my dad hurt you, he just needs your help." I gave him and angry look and said,"one your dad almost killed and why would he need my help." I felt bad for yelling at him after awhile. Then he vanished. So I just stayed up and I was rocking back and forth.
I left for my flight and 2 weeks past. I was looking out the window I see 2 angry people in a my Aunts and a baby in the back seat. I whispered what do you want... So I ran up stairs in my room I was staying in. It followed me and something said in a shivery voice. "Wee neeeedd yourrr helllppp." So I ran down stairs again but I ran to my uncle he could tell I was scared.
Later I came back to Michigan. I took a picture and I looked at and I fainted. I woke up on my bed with my phone in my hand it was off. I turned it on and the picture popped up it was the one I took and a ghost was there. You could see it. She was so clear her face was as if she was going to kill me.
This time 2 months past I thought it was gone. I was walking down the hall and I saw a shadow behind me so I froze and the other one did to. And no it wasn't mine there was one and it looked like it had spiky hair. Then I thought of the younger cute man. Then I said "I didn't mean to yell at you a few months ago." I heard a mumbling so I just walked away slowly to my room. I saw him again but his face. Then we started to talk and so they left me alone.
I just moved in November 2010 to California and I still see some ghost but nothing crazy like that happened. Thank you for reading this. This was one of the most scariest things that happened in my life so far. But this was only half of the story contact me if you want to know more.
Sent in by Arteja, Copyright 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
ZOZO and Carrie
This happened to me and my friend Mandy. Here's what happened.
I've wanted a Ouija board for a long time, but my mom disapproved of them and told me they were dangerous but when I moved in with my dad everything changed. My dad never believed in ghosts while me and my mom strongly believed so my dad bought me a Ouija board the night before my friend Mandy was going to sleep over at my house. Well that night was a little weird. When I was staying up late watching movies by myself I started to get a eerie feeling. Then I turned my head and looked at where I put my Ouija Board, it wasn't where I left it. Weird I thought to myself and begun to search for it. finally I found it still in the packaging how I left it in the creepiest part of my basement, the oilroom/laundry room. The reason why I'm a little freaked out by this room is because I thought I saw a little boy in there asking to play a year ago. So anyway I gathered up my courage and went in there to get it. I quickly ran in and back out and shut the door to that room very quickly and went to bed a little shaken up.
The next day me and my dad went to pick up my friend Mandy. As soon as we picked her up she asked if I got the Ouija Board, we both were really excited to play with one. When we got to my house we went down in my basement and started to play. You hold it first I told her (She's done it before and this was my first time), ok she replied happily. She held the Ouija Board and asked the first question. "Are there any sp-rits here" she asked. Nothing happened so we made it move ourselves for the first couple minutes or so. Then it moved on it's own because and moved differently and my friend had a startled look on her face. So we asked the question again, and the planchette moved to yes.
Then we asked it's name, it spelled out C-A-R-R-I-E, Carrie. Carrie said she was 17 and was killed when someone was beating her. We found Carrie in my oilroom. We asked if we could see her, she said we could maybe see her but only if we made it like pitch black, so we did. At first Mandy and I thought we probably wouldn't be able to see her but then I saw this tall, skinny, pale long-blond-haired girl standing in the dark. I even remember what she was wearing, a strapless black mini-dress, with a white belt on the waist, an old fashioned diamond heart necklace, and strappy zebra heels. She even had pink highlights like Avril Lavigne. Carrie became our spirit guide and loved us like sisters. Carrie would also do weird stuff like sometimes I would feel like little shocks on my face but the only thing near me was air, and I felt someone tickle my back, but Mandy was in the bathroom. So you can tell Carrie was a really nice ghost and would protect us if we needed her to.
When we were sitting on my bed calm and relaxed talking to Carrie something weird happened to both me and Mandy, we felt pains on our arms like claws were scratching us. At first we thought Carrie was playing a joke on us, but when we said "Carrie, Stop!" something freaky happened. The board started spelling out something fast and furiously. I was holding the board at the time and while this was going on both me and Mandy felt the same thing sad, mad, depressed, felt like there was no happiness left in the world. Finally I realized what the board spelled out, when I did I was terrified, terrified enough to almost not tell my friend, but I decided I had to. She asked me over an over "What is it saying?" finally I choked out "ZOZO", "It said, this is not Carrie, it's ZOZO."
It took my friend a couple seconds to put it together, but when she did she gave me the most horrified look I've ever seen before in my life. If you're wondering why we were terrified it's because ZOZO is an evil devil who some people have said has murdered innocent people for fun. Anyway when we figured this out we had no idea whatsoever except to just read what he said.
ZOZO started asking questions, weird questions, like "do you like to watch people die?" and another was "do you want to die tonight and join me, it won't hurt, that bad." Then he started saying he was going to kill us at 12:00 am. You'd think as soon as he left we'd be smart and put the board away, hope it never happened, but no we kept playing it. As soon as ZOZO left Carrie came back asking us what happened we told her and then she left to try to go and stop him. At the time it was 11:00 pm. So we had a hour. We stopped playing for a short while to make popcorn and watch a little TV. By 11:30 pm we felt better and almost forgot what happened but as soon as the clock said 12:00 am weird stuff started to happen. Doors slammed upstairs, my radio turned it self on blared, footsteps above our heads and weird demonic voices filled the air. At first we thought it was my dad but when we went upstairs he was sound asleep like he had been at 11:00 pm. Then we started to freak out. We tried to wake up my dad, no use he was a heavy sleeper, and plus he didn't believe in ghosts anyway. So we were on our own.
We ran downstairs and waited. Just as we were starting to calm down again the stuff happened again only three times worse. Even the scratches on the arms started again, only this time when I looked down at the marks they spelled out something. "You will die tonight." Mandy got the same one on her arm. Then amongst the horrors I remembered something. Mandy had brought Holy water with her in case we needed it. So I yelled to Mandy to go get it and I was searching through my brain for a passage from the bible to read to vanish ZOZO. Finally I thought of one, and I yelled to Mandy to say it with me, we said over and over as we blessed my house and sprinkled Holy water everywhere. Then suddenly we both felt the evilness go away and we knew we had done it. We were so happy. Mandy and I are creeped out big-time still, but we still may play with one again.
Sent in by Kailee LaBelle, Copyright 2010
More about ZOZO:
ZOZO stories on True Ghost Tales
Zozo Ouija Spirit on blogspot
Even more Ouija Board Stories:
The Freakiest Ouija Board Stories Ever
I've wanted a Ouija board for a long time, but my mom disapproved of them and told me they were dangerous but when I moved in with my dad everything changed. My dad never believed in ghosts while me and my mom strongly believed so my dad bought me a Ouija board the night before my friend Mandy was going to sleep over at my house. Well that night was a little weird. When I was staying up late watching movies by myself I started to get a eerie feeling. Then I turned my head and looked at where I put my Ouija Board, it wasn't where I left it. Weird I thought to myself and begun to search for it. finally I found it still in the packaging how I left it in the creepiest part of my basement, the oilroom/laundry room. The reason why I'm a little freaked out by this room is because I thought I saw a little boy in there asking to play a year ago. So anyway I gathered up my courage and went in there to get it. I quickly ran in and back out and shut the door to that room very quickly and went to bed a little shaken up.
The next day me and my dad went to pick up my friend Mandy. As soon as we picked her up she asked if I got the Ouija Board, we both were really excited to play with one. When we got to my house we went down in my basement and started to play. You hold it first I told her (She's done it before and this was my first time), ok she replied happily. She held the Ouija Board and asked the first question. "Are there any sp-rits here" she asked. Nothing happened so we made it move ourselves for the first couple minutes or so. Then it moved on it's own because and moved differently and my friend had a startled look on her face. So we asked the question again, and the planchette moved to yes.
Then we asked it's name, it spelled out C-A-R-R-I-E, Carrie. Carrie said she was 17 and was killed when someone was beating her. We found Carrie in my oilroom. We asked if we could see her, she said we could maybe see her but only if we made it like pitch black, so we did. At first Mandy and I thought we probably wouldn't be able to see her but then I saw this tall, skinny, pale long-blond-haired girl standing in the dark. I even remember what she was wearing, a strapless black mini-dress, with a white belt on the waist, an old fashioned diamond heart necklace, and strappy zebra heels. She even had pink highlights like Avril Lavigne. Carrie became our spirit guide and loved us like sisters. Carrie would also do weird stuff like sometimes I would feel like little shocks on my face but the only thing near me was air, and I felt someone tickle my back, but Mandy was in the bathroom. So you can tell Carrie was a really nice ghost and would protect us if we needed her to.
When we were sitting on my bed calm and relaxed talking to Carrie something weird happened to both me and Mandy, we felt pains on our arms like claws were scratching us. At first we thought Carrie was playing a joke on us, but when we said "Carrie, Stop!" something freaky happened. The board started spelling out something fast and furiously. I was holding the board at the time and while this was going on both me and Mandy felt the same thing sad, mad, depressed, felt like there was no happiness left in the world. Finally I realized what the board spelled out, when I did I was terrified, terrified enough to almost not tell my friend, but I decided I had to. She asked me over an over "What is it saying?" finally I choked out "ZOZO", "It said, this is not Carrie, it's ZOZO."
It took my friend a couple seconds to put it together, but when she did she gave me the most horrified look I've ever seen before in my life. If you're wondering why we were terrified it's because ZOZO is an evil devil who some people have said has murdered innocent people for fun. Anyway when we figured this out we had no idea whatsoever except to just read what he said.
ZOZO started asking questions, weird questions, like "do you like to watch people die?" and another was "do you want to die tonight and join me, it won't hurt, that bad." Then he started saying he was going to kill us at 12:00 am. You'd think as soon as he left we'd be smart and put the board away, hope it never happened, but no we kept playing it. As soon as ZOZO left Carrie came back asking us what happened we told her and then she left to try to go and stop him. At the time it was 11:00 pm. So we had a hour. We stopped playing for a short while to make popcorn and watch a little TV. By 11:30 pm we felt better and almost forgot what happened but as soon as the clock said 12:00 am weird stuff started to happen. Doors slammed upstairs, my radio turned it self on blared, footsteps above our heads and weird demonic voices filled the air. At first we thought it was my dad but when we went upstairs he was sound asleep like he had been at 11:00 pm. Then we started to freak out. We tried to wake up my dad, no use he was a heavy sleeper, and plus he didn't believe in ghosts anyway. So we were on our own.
We ran downstairs and waited. Just as we were starting to calm down again the stuff happened again only three times worse. Even the scratches on the arms started again, only this time when I looked down at the marks they spelled out something. "You will die tonight." Mandy got the same one on her arm. Then amongst the horrors I remembered something. Mandy had brought Holy water with her in case we needed it. So I yelled to Mandy to go get it and I was searching through my brain for a passage from the bible to read to vanish ZOZO. Finally I thought of one, and I yelled to Mandy to say it with me, we said over and over as we blessed my house and sprinkled Holy water everywhere. Then suddenly we both felt the evilness go away and we knew we had done it. We were so happy. Mandy and I are creeped out big-time still, but we still may play with one again.
Sent in by Kailee LaBelle, Copyright 2010
More about ZOZO:
ZOZO stories on True Ghost Tales
Zozo Ouija Spirit on blogspot
Even more Ouija Board Stories:
The Freakiest Ouija Board Stories Ever
Sunday, November 15, 2009
The Demon Invader
About 7 years ago when I was 18 my friends and I had a party at their house, we had a very wild night talking about ghosts.(I didn't believe in Ghosts at the time). So after getting stoned and drunk (bad mix let me tell you!) I was gonna puke so I ran to the bathroom and I saw a thing (unfortunately I cant describe to you what I saw that night because I was stoned) and I stopped and puked on the floor. My friends mum told me to go home and get some rest,so I did.
When I was asleep I was having a horribly nightmare, in my nightmare I saw this monster thing laughing at me it was all firey, when I was gonna get killed in my dream I woke up with beads of sweat running down my face. So I fell asleep and woke up in the morning and had breakfast, that day I was rapidly attacked by something being hit and scratched and bitten. I saw things and they would talk to me through my mind, and I had very small sleep.
Luckily for me I went to someone and they told me that this demon or evil spirit had followed me from my friends house, she knew I was on drugs and said to stop. I read on this site how to get rid of demons and I asked a priest to cleanse my house and he did. It was an immediate change my house felt more welcoming.
Thank you.
Written by Jonathan McDaniels, Copyright 2009
When I was asleep I was having a horribly nightmare, in my nightmare I saw this monster thing laughing at me it was all firey, when I was gonna get killed in my dream I woke up with beads of sweat running down my face. So I fell asleep and woke up in the morning and had breakfast, that day I was rapidly attacked by something being hit and scratched and bitten. I saw things and they would talk to me through my mind, and I had very small sleep.
Luckily for me I went to someone and they told me that this demon or evil spirit had followed me from my friends house, she knew I was on drugs and said to stop. I read on this site how to get rid of demons and I asked a priest to cleanse my house and he did. It was an immediate change my house felt more welcoming.
Thank you.
Written by Jonathan McDaniels, Copyright 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Incubus - The Sex Thing
There is also just one little secret that nobody knows, well, not until I was married because I told my husband about it and shared it with some friends after I found out that there is really this kind of thing.
I've had this for the first two years of my College life. I stayed with my folks since it's only an hour drive away. We were living on this house for more that 7 years. Some of friends said that even if our place is small, it was creepy and as if someone is following them. It is always dark inside even in the morning because there's only one window in front but the sunlight still couldn't get in because of the garage and the car parking in it. We have two bedrooms, both in the middle of the house, both without windows, a walkway, from the living room to the dinning and kitchen, with small holes like designs on the wall wherein you can see the other side (which is the neighbor's place) and a small backyard.
My room is really dark if you didn't turn on the light. It gives chills to my guests, and nobody would like to stay there for the whole night with me. My cousins and friends not even once accepted my invitation to sleep over. I know that they couldn't stand to be in my room, but I don't mind them, I am ok with my room. Then one night something happened.
I was like half asleep half awake. I turned side by side just to get a good position. Then I saw something, someone. A man was standing beside my bed. I quickly closed my eyes, thinking that I was only dreaming, hoping that it will go away. A minute passed by when I opened my eyes. My heart started beating so fast after I saw this shadow on top of me. He was on top of me, and I couldn't move, I remained composed and waited for his moves. I couldn't see his face, only his head on my neck as if he was kissing and caressing me. I felt it, as if it was really happening. It's like I am making love with a silhouette man. I wanted him to stop but I couldn't. I know I'm liking whatever it was that his doing. Then I just let it happen. I never stopped him, I enjoyed every minute of it.
I woke up the next day with a thought of it. Was I only dreaming? It felt really good. I still could feel the thrill following through my veins. Who was it? I've had it before it happened, so I knew how it feels. Honestly, last night was a blast.
The next night I waited. I wanted to know if that was only a dream. He didn't show up and nothing happened. The night after, I also waited, but he didn't come. Weeks after, there's none until one night, I didn't know what came into me; I wished that he would come again and visit me. I thought of him every single night and wondered if he was just a dream. Then in the middle of my deep sleep, I saw him again, smiling at me, I saw a big grin but I couldn't remember his face. It was just a silhouette that smiled at me. The shadow man made love to me again.
He's there each night that I wished and asked for his touch. I became addicted to him. A maniac, I would say. But he was unreal. All along I thought of him as a good reason to sleep. I couldn't wait every night to lay my back on my bed and close my eyes, for he will be there, and we'll do it again.
More than a year passed by. I moved to the city, wherein I entered in a University. I thought he would follow me, but he didn't. I've waited and waited every night for him to come. Wished and begged for him to show up, but he didn't. Not even once. Well, maybe he also waited for me to come back. Ever since I moved out of the house, I never came back. My folks also transferred to another town and somebody else occupied the house.
After sometime, I decided to do some research about it. And truthfully, I smiled when I found out that there's really something like that. It wasn't a dream. It wasn't just a fantasy. It was real. An Incubus - creepy but it was a nice experience. A very interesting one. But of course in the real world it was freaking scary to hear someone enjoying making love with a spirit! I smiled for what happened but I am not wishing for him to show up again. "Knowing that he's real" is way different from "Thinking that maybe he is real."
Sent in by Yasmin, Copyright 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Incubus The Sex Demon
IncubusMy paranormal experience with "INCUBUS" The Sex Demon
This is no ghost story. This just happened two nights ago. I am staying in a motel, in my hometown. It is just me. Me and my husband are separated. I am still terrified, but I prayed and know that God will protect me.
I had just dozed off to sleep watching TV. I don't know how long I had been asleep but it wasn't for very long. I know now that what I experienced is very real...
I was laying in my bed, covered up to my neck and I was laying flat on my back. I had my eyes closed and all the sudden I felt something under the covers, at that moment I was not scared and it hadn't really hit me what was happening as being something bad. I felt something moving up my body and was kissing me between the legs and it was moving up toward my face and was completely on top of me. It started kissing me on the mouth, but something didn't feel right about its mouth and the way it was kissing me. I opened my eyes, and I couldn't see what it was because it was under the covers. I tried lifting it's arms up off me and when I grabbed its arms to try and get it off of me, its arms didn't seem like human arms, they just dropped every time I tried to raise them up.
I then sat straight up and when I did I saw the room and a flash of weird light above my head on the ceiling. I thought I was waking up, but I was AWAKE, sitting straight up in bed just like I did when I was trying to get this thing off of me. I knew it was different than a dream. I was trying to find the remote control, to get a light on or the TV set.
It bothered me so much that I looked up demonic forces that come to a person in their sleep. The demon INCUBUS, popped up and a picture of a flash of light was just like what I seen and it described to the tee in the description of INCUBUS and what he does exactly what I saw and what I experienced myself.
I was a skeptic and always unsure of these kind of things being real, but that has all changed. I prayed for the Lord to protect me and keep this thing bound and protect me from its harm. I pray for anyone that experiences anything bad like this... It is real and the Bible talks about it. Just put it all in the hands of the Lord. Its the only true way to do it and be 100% safe from this type of thing. WHO CAN BE AGAINST YOU IF GOD IS FOR YOU?
Written by Marsha L. Shackleford, Copyright 2009
I had just dozed off to sleep watching TV. I don't know how long I had been asleep but it wasn't for very long. I know now that what I experienced is very real...
I was laying in my bed, covered up to my neck and I was laying flat on my back. I had my eyes closed and all the sudden I felt something under the covers, at that moment I was not scared and it hadn't really hit me what was happening as being something bad. I felt something moving up my body and was kissing me between the legs and it was moving up toward my face and was completely on top of me. It started kissing me on the mouth, but something didn't feel right about its mouth and the way it was kissing me. I opened my eyes, and I couldn't see what it was because it was under the covers. I tried lifting it's arms up off me and when I grabbed its arms to try and get it off of me, its arms didn't seem like human arms, they just dropped every time I tried to raise them up.
I then sat straight up and when I did I saw the room and a flash of weird light above my head on the ceiling. I thought I was waking up, but I was AWAKE, sitting straight up in bed just like I did when I was trying to get this thing off of me. I knew it was different than a dream. I was trying to find the remote control, to get a light on or the TV set.
It bothered me so much that I looked up demonic forces that come to a person in their sleep. The demon INCUBUS, popped up and a picture of a flash of light was just like what I seen and it described to the tee in the description of INCUBUS and what he does exactly what I saw and what I experienced myself.
I was a skeptic and always unsure of these kind of things being real, but that has all changed. I prayed for the Lord to protect me and keep this thing bound and protect me from its harm. I pray for anyone that experiences anything bad like this... It is real and the Bible talks about it. Just put it all in the hands of the Lord. Its the only true way to do it and be 100% safe from this type of thing. WHO CAN BE AGAINST YOU IF GOD IS FOR YOU?
Written by Marsha L. Shackleford, Copyright 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Him In The Dark
I was sitting at my desk doing my homework. I heard a crackling sound coming from the attic. I yelled for my parents. No response. Melony went upstairs to investigate. Mommy and Daddy were electrocuted to death. That was back in 1999. I was 5 at the time. Melony is my older sister. She was 18 at the time. She married 3 years later to Jim Conimski. My sister took me to live with her after me living 6 years with my grandparents. I was happier than ever.
Ever since my parents passed away, I've been seeing spirits. I haven't seen my mom and dad in a while though (if you ask me I think they were scared of Him). By the time I was 13, I had a boyfriend named Ned, he came over a lot. He was there to see what happened.
Ned was spending the night one starless Saturday night. We were in my 3rd story room. Far away from Melony's room. We were talking about the type of stuff we teens talk about, electronics, school, gossip, and well, we liked to talk about youtube, ghosts and hobos. It was after midnight by the time we had watched TV, ate popcorn, and listened to music. My room had 2 windows in it, both were closed and locked. They even had the blinds closed. No matter what you did, you could see this face looking at you from my neighbors yard.
It was dark in my room. even with the lights turned on. We were just about to go to sleep when we heard a crackling sound coming from the attic. Ned and I went to investigate. You could feel a chill in the hall, which was not normal. When we reached the attic, I saw a girl just standing in the middle of the room. She said " Please don't hurt me!" and vanished. She was short with an olden dress. Her hair was brown with curls, and short.
We ran down to my room and tried to pretend that this hadn't happened. It was too hard. As soon as we got in my room and closed the door, the lights went out. I couldn't quite see him, but I know he had a red hoody with black pants. And handcuffs around his hand.
When the lights went back on, my pillows were on the floor, my clothes were thrown everywhere, and all my pictures were ripped. I was terrified. Soon blood began to drip from the ceiling. I wanted to see where it was coming from. But when I tried to open the my door, it wouldn't budge. I was trapped in my room. Ned was quiet, very quiet. I looked over to see him, with glowing red eyes. That was the last time I ever saw him.
HIM took over Ned. HIM bled through the ceiling. HIM locked me in my room. HIM tortured me. I was DEEPLY SCARED!
Sent in by Luna, Copyright 2009 Willard E Hughes Jr
Ever since my parents passed away, I've been seeing spirits. I haven't seen my mom and dad in a while though (if you ask me I think they were scared of Him). By the time I was 13, I had a boyfriend named Ned, he came over a lot. He was there to see what happened.
Ned was spending the night one starless Saturday night. We were in my 3rd story room. Far away from Melony's room. We were talking about the type of stuff we teens talk about, electronics, school, gossip, and well, we liked to talk about youtube, ghosts and hobos. It was after midnight by the time we had watched TV, ate popcorn, and listened to music. My room had 2 windows in it, both were closed and locked. They even had the blinds closed. No matter what you did, you could see this face looking at you from my neighbors yard.
It was dark in my room. even with the lights turned on. We were just about to go to sleep when we heard a crackling sound coming from the attic. Ned and I went to investigate. You could feel a chill in the hall, which was not normal. When we reached the attic, I saw a girl just standing in the middle of the room. She said " Please don't hurt me!" and vanished. She was short with an olden dress. Her hair was brown with curls, and short.
We ran down to my room and tried to pretend that this hadn't happened. It was too hard. As soon as we got in my room and closed the door, the lights went out. I couldn't quite see him, but I know he had a red hoody with black pants. And handcuffs around his hand.
When the lights went back on, my pillows were on the floor, my clothes were thrown everywhere, and all my pictures were ripped. I was terrified. Soon blood began to drip from the ceiling. I wanted to see where it was coming from. But when I tried to open the my door, it wouldn't budge. I was trapped in my room. Ned was quiet, very quiet. I looked over to see him, with glowing red eyes. That was the last time I ever saw him.
HIM took over Ned. HIM bled through the ceiling. HIM locked me in my room. HIM tortured me. I was DEEPLY SCARED!
Sent in by Luna, Copyright 2009 Willard E Hughes Jr
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Visited By Demons
I hope everyone's doing good... but I just feel I have to start telling about my experiences with the supernatural, There are only few people that I have ever told about it because they are the only people who understand what's going on. I'm only going to tell one thing that has happen recently for now because I have a lot that I could tell and you don't wanna read all that.
Well everything started when I was 13, I am 19 now. I started having dreams that seemed to turn into reality, or sleep paralysis. Now they say in scientific BS that sleep paralysis comes from lack of sleep but I disagree strongly because somehow the demons that attack me can actually hurt me if they are trying to do more than choke me.
Three nights ago (from me writing this) I was sleep in my dorms and I felt this presence enter my room suddenly and it was standing at the end of my bed. So I learned to deal with that problem. I turned over on my stomach because they usually attack you when you are sleeping on your back. But this demon was different, it did something completely new. Instead on leaving after a while it immediately crawled onto my bed and put its knee in my back. It was such a sharp pain I stopped breathing for about 10 seconds. It grabbed my forehead and leaned me back and whispered in my ear and excuse my 'French' said, "your ass is mine... God cannot save you now". At that moment I could not focus because I was in such pain and all kinds of thoughts went through my head, I couldn't even think to pray and get this demon off me.
But somewhere through all of that the Lord gave a sign in all my thoughts that he was there. I immediately began to pray to him. The demon was angered by me calling god in to stop him... so before the demon departed it screamed in my ear and said, "I will because back for you soon so don't worry" then it hopped off me and went away.
I now have gotten a kanji symbol tattoo on my arm which stands for "faith in god" with angel wings attached because he has saved me and looked after me no matter what I was going through. I am beginning to understand that what he has given me (I guess you could call it a spiritual power) has its advantages and disadvantages.
What I meant by that is that I have something like a sixth sense. I can tell when bad things are going to happen sometimes. I can read how some people are without even knowing them. Dreams are a major part in it also... and being able to pick up on spirits being around without a problem. Well that's just a little bit of me but I'm pretty sure that some people will think I'm a liar. Honestly it doesn't matter I am dealing with this. If something like this goes on in anyone else's life like this, then I have a believer.
If anyone wants feel free to comment or ask me a question if you have something you might wanna know (I am not a psychic so please don't ask a question like that because I wont be able to help). But thanks for reading, maybe I will post more if anyone tells me they are interested in more of my experiences.
By Deon Colvin, Copyright 2009
Well everything started when I was 13, I am 19 now. I started having dreams that seemed to turn into reality, or sleep paralysis. Now they say in scientific BS that sleep paralysis comes from lack of sleep but I disagree strongly because somehow the demons that attack me can actually hurt me if they are trying to do more than choke me.
Three nights ago (from me writing this) I was sleep in my dorms and I felt this presence enter my room suddenly and it was standing at the end of my bed. So I learned to deal with that problem. I turned over on my stomach because they usually attack you when you are sleeping on your back. But this demon was different, it did something completely new. Instead on leaving after a while it immediately crawled onto my bed and put its knee in my back. It was such a sharp pain I stopped breathing for about 10 seconds. It grabbed my forehead and leaned me back and whispered in my ear and excuse my 'French' said, "your ass is mine... God cannot save you now". At that moment I could not focus because I was in such pain and all kinds of thoughts went through my head, I couldn't even think to pray and get this demon off me.
But somewhere through all of that the Lord gave a sign in all my thoughts that he was there. I immediately began to pray to him. The demon was angered by me calling god in to stop him... so before the demon departed it screamed in my ear and said, "I will because back for you soon so don't worry" then it hopped off me and went away.
I now have gotten a kanji symbol tattoo on my arm which stands for "faith in god" with angel wings attached because he has saved me and looked after me no matter what I was going through. I am beginning to understand that what he has given me (I guess you could call it a spiritual power) has its advantages and disadvantages.
What I meant by that is that I have something like a sixth sense. I can tell when bad things are going to happen sometimes. I can read how some people are without even knowing them. Dreams are a major part in it also... and being able to pick up on spirits being around without a problem. Well that's just a little bit of me but I'm pretty sure that some people will think I'm a liar. Honestly it doesn't matter I am dealing with this. If something like this goes on in anyone else's life like this, then I have a believer.
If anyone wants feel free to comment or ask me a question if you have something you might wanna know (I am not a psychic so please don't ask a question like that because I wont be able to help). But thanks for reading, maybe I will post more if anyone tells me they are interested in more of my experiences.
By Deon Colvin, Copyright 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
True Story Of The Black Demon
Once there was a boy, not a very tall boy but a boy with shaggy blond hair. He had deep blue eyes and very long fingernails that looked like they hadn't been cut in a long time.
The kids on the street thought it was just a myth about what had happened to the little boy with very bad fingernails, but when the police came all they found were nail marks on the floor. All of the kids knew now that little Tommy wasn't lying about what he said he saw. Now it was to late to save him. This is the story of Tales of the black demon.
The story begins when the boy across the street named Tommy. We thought it was a joke he was playing on us. He had told us he was staring into the eyes of a black demon before he had gone to bed. When he told us we laughed, not knowing in a few hours we would see Tommy was telling us the truth.
Tommy described the demon to be wearing all black. He told us he couldn't see his face, nor his hands. He said it didn't have a beard so he assumed he was about his age.
Little Tommy was brushing his teeth when his mom called to say goodnight. He spit in the sink, washed his hands, said his prayers, and went to bed. When his mom came in and kissed him goodnight that's when the guest arrived. By now we told him to stop but he completely engorged us and went on. He had heard his closet door open and close by itself. He looked up; there was no one there, so he laid his head back down. Then he felt someone kick the mattress from under the bed. He quickly looked down under the bed, there was no one? He began to worry that someone was in his room, he tried not to worry about it too much but he kept hearing those noises all night long. Finally he looked so fast he saw the thing that was making the noise. It was the demon he described earlier to us.
So we said if this is true why don't we have a séance tonight and mess with the demon. So we spent the night over at little Tommy's house to see this demon and welcome him to a new kind of hell.
Late at night we all voted Tommy to be the séance person to call the demon into the house. Everyone gathered around the table, they all prayed and wished Tommy good luck. He called upon the demon with full voice. COME ALL DEMONS TO SUFFER THE FATE OF YOUR DEATH TWICE! Nothing happened. All the boys laughed at me, telling me I was crazy. Then the demon walked out of the kitchen into the living room where we were standing. Everyone was stunned. We couldn't believe are eyes. The demon in the flesh, just as Tommy described him. The demon was carrying a butcher knife. Everybody ran except Tommy. He was still stunned.
What had he done? He made a demon appear in his house! Then the demon ran to Tommy full speed, and stabbed him in his stomach, then slit his throat. Tommy was still alive when he called are names, we heard him scratch his nails on the floorboard, I looked up just to see the monster finish eating Tommy and run. I watched are best friend be murdered that night. We never had a séance or went to go see Tommy's mom again. Some say she hung herself in the base -ment. But that's just a theory. So whatever you do don't say those last words Tommy had said to the demon. Just lay your head down so you can't wake up.
Based on a true story. The victims were Bailey Germada and Koma Bachman.
By Koma Bachman, Copyright 2009
The kids on the street thought it was just a myth about what had happened to the little boy with very bad fingernails, but when the police came all they found were nail marks on the floor. All of the kids knew now that little Tommy wasn't lying about what he said he saw. Now it was to late to save him. This is the story of Tales of the black demon.
The story begins when the boy across the street named Tommy. We thought it was a joke he was playing on us. He had told us he was staring into the eyes of a black demon before he had gone to bed. When he told us we laughed, not knowing in a few hours we would see Tommy was telling us the truth.
Tommy described the demon to be wearing all black. He told us he couldn't see his face, nor his hands. He said it didn't have a beard so he assumed he was about his age.
Little Tommy was brushing his teeth when his mom called to say goodnight. He spit in the sink, washed his hands, said his prayers, and went to bed. When his mom came in and kissed him goodnight that's when the guest arrived. By now we told him to stop but he completely engorged us and went on. He had heard his closet door open and close by itself. He looked up; there was no one there, so he laid his head back down. Then he felt someone kick the mattress from under the bed. He quickly looked down under the bed, there was no one? He began to worry that someone was in his room, he tried not to worry about it too much but he kept hearing those noises all night long. Finally he looked so fast he saw the thing that was making the noise. It was the demon he described earlier to us.
So we said if this is true why don't we have a séance tonight and mess with the demon. So we spent the night over at little Tommy's house to see this demon and welcome him to a new kind of hell.
Late at night we all voted Tommy to be the séance person to call the demon into the house. Everyone gathered around the table, they all prayed and wished Tommy good luck. He called upon the demon with full voice. COME ALL DEMONS TO SUFFER THE FATE OF YOUR DEATH TWICE! Nothing happened. All the boys laughed at me, telling me I was crazy. Then the demon walked out of the kitchen into the living room where we were standing. Everyone was stunned. We couldn't believe are eyes. The demon in the flesh, just as Tommy described him. The demon was carrying a butcher knife. Everybody ran except Tommy. He was still stunned.
What had he done? He made a demon appear in his house! Then the demon ran to Tommy full speed, and stabbed him in his stomach, then slit his throat. Tommy was still alive when he called are names, we heard him scratch his nails on the floorboard, I looked up just to see the monster finish eating Tommy and run. I watched are best friend be murdered that night. We never had a séance or went to go see Tommy's mom again. Some say she hung herself in the base -ment. But that's just a theory. So whatever you do don't say those last words Tommy had said to the demon. Just lay your head down so you can't wake up.
Based on a true story. The victims were Bailey Germada and Koma Bachman.
By Koma Bachman, Copyright 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
A Real Demon In My Class Room!
Here was the fact. You know that Demons/Jins CAN'T BEND their THUMBS like us humans? It is a true fact. All the kids found the fact very funny and they started to bend their thumbs and laugh about it. I also found it hilarious. But, there was one kid, sitting by himself, looking worried. He had his arms out and his thumbs were literally not bending. He cried out 'I can't bend my thumbs, I can't bend them!
The rest of the children were laughing and pointed at him and shouting 'you're a DEMON, YOU'RE A DEMON'. I personally got scared and frightened. I went towards the kid and asked him if he could bend his thumbs. I thought maybe he was joking around and playing BUT he replied 'NO..I can't bend my thumbs'. I was really really scared this time and yes I like... NEARLY pooped my pants.
Although the kids were laughing and found it funny; however I was SCARED. I said to the kid 'come on, you can bend your thumbs, right? Come on you can do it.' He couldn't and replied 'No, no I can't bend my thumbs' while he told me that, he was crying and said 'Miss, I don't want to be the bad demon, please I don't want to be a demon'. He had tears in his eyes... and yes he was really frightened. I felt really worried... so I quickly asked the children to come out of the room and go somewhere else AWAY from the kid. I know that was rude but I was really scared.. seriously.. I can't really explain my feelings...but it was really scary. I grabbed all the children and rushed them towards the exit door.
I turned back and saw the kid still having his arms out and trying to bend his thumbs while crying and shouting 'I don't want to be a DEMON, miss... please don't leave me..please' I didn't know what to do.. but I was too scared.. what could I do?.. and I had to get the kids out of the room. Suddenly the kid shouted my name 'Jenna, Jenna' - the voice which I never heard of.. a voice of an older man coming out of a young child. Even though I am a teacher but I got frightened of my own student. I tried to open the door BUT it wasn't opening. He was walking towards me.. with his eyes fixed on me. He was saying 'Why Jenna.. why?' and I didn't know what to say.. I had to keep the kids protected.. also myself.... He THEN said.. 'did you know..I am a demon?'...he laughed really loudly...really, loudly.
People who are reading this please believe me.. I am telling the truth.. I am really scared about what happened.. while I am writing this I am petrified.. I can still hear those scary laughs of the kid. Back to the story.. I didn't know what to do.. I was crying/screamig and holding on to the children. The kid who couldn't stop laughing and mentioning my name asked me a question. He asked 'do you want to see something beautiful/pretty, miss?' I couldn't say anything.. my voice wasn't coming out of my mouth. Without replying anything.. his face turned really old and wrinkly..HONESTLY! oh my god!! I can still remember it. I finally asked him to leave us alone and get us out of the room! He said 'okay', BUT.. he said.. 'if I let you all get out of this room.. then what will I get? I want YOU, Jenna..I want YOU'. The kids were crying and couldn't stop clinging on to me..they wanted to get out and so did I. The only way to get out was to accept his proposal and now I am HIS lady.
I guess I shouldn't of had told the kids the ghost stories.. and now this is my punishment..being HIS now. What does this kid want for me? Is he even a kid? I have him with me all the time when I am alone. I am writing this.. he is next to me. He wants me to share my worse time with everyone. I guess.. I was the chosen one for him.
By Jenna Martinez, Copyright 2009
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