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
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Temporary Enlightenment And Gold Colored Aura
Years ago, I was visiting at my Grandmother's house for the weekend along with 2 of my little cousins. So it was just a regular Saturday afternoon, and the youngest, Dylan, was using the computer. He was searching for videos of demons, which I thought was creepy, even though they where just dumb and fake. Now, he was not doing this on his own. I myself have always been interested with paranormal things, and that is where he got it from. However, it is just a small interest for me. I only enjoy reading ghost stories, and frankly, would like nothing more to do with them.
So anyway, he was surfing the web for said videos, and for some reason, I completely freaked out. I began running through the house yelling things like; "QUIT WATCHING THOSE VIDEOS!" or "SOMEONE DO SOMETHING!" I would do something, but I was to freaked out to even be in the presence of the computer room. So I gave up and went into the spare bedroom where I usually stayed when I went to my Grandmas house.
Now keep in mind that my Grandma is a very religious person, and the spare room where I was had all sorts of decorations involving religion, such as pictures of biblical events and angels, crosses, little toys that played bible verses, and figurines of angels. Anyway, I was freaking out in the side room bed when my other cousin, Autumn, came in to check on me.I didn't say anything and she didn't say anything, but she began walking around the room and looking at all the little trinkets.
At one point, she played this little lamb that recited the 23rd Psalm, AKA The Lord is my Shepard prayer. I have never been that much of a religious person, but when the lamb was played, I felt all my fears melt away. It literally felt like a warm melting sensation. After I was over, I began saying slowly and evenly "I fear no evil", like what the lamb said in the Psalm, over and over again. Autumn looked at me like I was crazy, and then I got up and took her hand. I led her to the little plaque on the wall that had the same prayer the lamb and began reading it flawlessly.
Later, I went outside and barefoot, I walking on the rocks that normally hurt really bad unless you had shoes on. I skipped around and jumped up and down but I still did not get hurt. Autumn was standing there in awe and I asked her to try barefoot like me. She limped around and could not even come close to duplicating my actions. Then I banged my fist several times on a large metal platform, but my hand only barely got red! Again, I asked Autumn to try, but she got hurt on her first try.
Later on these things began to hurt again, and I felt very confused. Autumn reported that she had seen a gold-ish glow around me, and I searched it online. I found out that this means, and I quote from a website: GOLD AURA COLOR: The color of enlightenment and divine protection. When seen within the aura, it says that the person is being guided by their highest good. It is divine guidance. Protection, wisdom, inner knowledge, spiritual mind, intuitive thinker.
I swear these are all true events. I am not quite sure if it has anything to do with this website, but thought it fit in. I posted it to get feedback on what other people think, and could have possibly have had similar experiences.
Thank you for your time.
Sent in by Domestic_Goddess
So anyway, he was surfing the web for said videos, and for some reason, I completely freaked out. I began running through the house yelling things like; "QUIT WATCHING THOSE VIDEOS!" or "SOMEONE DO SOMETHING!" I would do something, but I was to freaked out to even be in the presence of the computer room. So I gave up and went into the spare bedroom where I usually stayed when I went to my Grandmas house.
Now keep in mind that my Grandma is a very religious person, and the spare room where I was had all sorts of decorations involving religion, such as pictures of biblical events and angels, crosses, little toys that played bible verses, and figurines of angels. Anyway, I was freaking out in the side room bed when my other cousin, Autumn, came in to check on me.I didn't say anything and she didn't say anything, but she began walking around the room and looking at all the little trinkets.
At one point, she played this little lamb that recited the 23rd Psalm, AKA The Lord is my Shepard prayer. I have never been that much of a religious person, but when the lamb was played, I felt all my fears melt away. It literally felt like a warm melting sensation. After I was over, I began saying slowly and evenly "I fear no evil", like what the lamb said in the Psalm, over and over again. Autumn looked at me like I was crazy, and then I got up and took her hand. I led her to the little plaque on the wall that had the same prayer the lamb and began reading it flawlessly.
Later, I went outside and barefoot, I walking on the rocks that normally hurt really bad unless you had shoes on. I skipped around and jumped up and down but I still did not get hurt. Autumn was standing there in awe and I asked her to try barefoot like me. She limped around and could not even come close to duplicating my actions. Then I banged my fist several times on a large metal platform, but my hand only barely got red! Again, I asked Autumn to try, but she got hurt on her first try.
Later on these things began to hurt again, and I felt very confused. Autumn reported that she had seen a gold-ish glow around me, and I searched it online. I found out that this means, and I quote from a website: GOLD AURA COLOR: The color of enlightenment and divine protection. When seen within the aura, it says that the person is being guided by their highest good. It is divine guidance. Protection, wisdom, inner knowledge, spiritual mind, intuitive thinker.
I swear these are all true events. I am not quite sure if it has anything to do with this website, but thought it fit in. I posted it to get feedback on what other people think, and could have possibly have had similar experiences.
Thank you for your time.
Sent in by Domestic_Goddess
Randal In My Room Who Is He?
I am 15 years old and I live in South Africa. As a child I would see things that would scare me and my mom would say I just had an overactive imagination until a complete stranger confirmed it. I'm like a paranormal magnet. Wherever I go I always have some sort of encounter, but the 1st violent one happened last night.
It was about 11:30 pm and I was unusually still awake. I began to feel my blood pressure rise which usually happens when ever a close encounter is near, but I didn't suspect anything, because for the past 3 years I have had something sit on my bed alongside me at exactly 03:00 am every night. Never has it attacked, I liked to think of it as my grandmother whom I was very close to and it the time never occurred to me. But anyway the only people who were in the house at the time was my mother, my sister (who is only 2) and me, and I heard footsteps in the tiled passage that runs along our bedrooms and from the sound of it the feet were bare.
I then heard whispers as though this person was struggling to breath, at that moment a tremendous wind rushed through the house which was unusual because the trees outside were still. This wind was so strong it blew my hair in all different directions, now I was scared. My mothers room door began banging which shows how strong the wind was because it pushed the rusted handle of my mothers room door down.
I got up to see if my mum and sis were fine but I couldn't move my legs from the standing position another wind then blew me over and threw me on my bed. My body then became paralyzed. I couldn't breathe. My body began burning like I was on fire and I heard laughing, I began to cry terribly in silence.
I then felt like something was trying to pull my body apart and I was in excruciating pain. I then heard a voice (a female voice, which did not sound like my mothers) say "enough Randal, I'm going to tell mummy" I then began to convulse and saliva poured from my mouth (I do not have any medical condition besides asthma) I was painfully aware of what was happening but couldn't do anything about it.
Then another wind came and all the torture stopped and I heard laughing and the footsteps again and then nothing- silence. My body is in terrible pain. My mother did not hear or see anything and my mum says my sister slept soundly the whole night through for the first time in ages. My mum thinks I just slept in the wrong position, but I know I didn't and I wasn't dreaming.
It was a frightening event but I would like to conquer this demon and I'm not scared of it. Please tell me how I can contact this demon or what I can do to stop this. Please.
Sent in by Brent dos Santos
It was about 11:30 pm and I was unusually still awake. I began to feel my blood pressure rise which usually happens when ever a close encounter is near, but I didn't suspect anything, because for the past 3 years I have had something sit on my bed alongside me at exactly 03:00 am every night. Never has it attacked, I liked to think of it as my grandmother whom I was very close to and it the time never occurred to me. But anyway the only people who were in the house at the time was my mother, my sister (who is only 2) and me, and I heard footsteps in the tiled passage that runs along our bedrooms and from the sound of it the feet were bare.
I then heard whispers as though this person was struggling to breath, at that moment a tremendous wind rushed through the house which was unusual because the trees outside were still. This wind was so strong it blew my hair in all different directions, now I was scared. My mothers room door began banging which shows how strong the wind was because it pushed the rusted handle of my mothers room door down.
I got up to see if my mum and sis were fine but I couldn't move my legs from the standing position another wind then blew me over and threw me on my bed. My body then became paralyzed. I couldn't breathe. My body began burning like I was on fire and I heard laughing, I began to cry terribly in silence.
I then felt like something was trying to pull my body apart and I was in excruciating pain. I then heard a voice (a female voice, which did not sound like my mothers) say "enough Randal, I'm going to tell mummy" I then began to convulse and saliva poured from my mouth (I do not have any medical condition besides asthma) I was painfully aware of what was happening but couldn't do anything about it.
Then another wind came and all the torture stopped and I heard laughing and the footsteps again and then nothing- silence. My body is in terrible pain. My mother did not hear or see anything and my mum says my sister slept soundly the whole night through for the first time in ages. My mum thinks I just slept in the wrong position, but I know I didn't and I wasn't dreaming.
It was a frightening event but I would like to conquer this demon and I'm not scared of it. Please tell me how I can contact this demon or what I can do to stop this. Please.
Sent in by Brent dos Santos
Monday, July 1, 2013
I'm Not Alone Voices And Footsteps In the Attic
This story begins near the end of summer 2011. The last week. Me, my mother and my sister went to England for a week to visit our cousins. We had a great time. But throughout the whole week, I felt as if I was not alone when I was. Like I was being watched but nobody else was there.
The weirdest thing happened on the last night. I was sleeping my two of 3 of my cousins. One of my cousins was on the bed, the other lay beside me on a bed on the floor. We had to leave earlier in the morning to catch our flight. My cousins in my room wanted me to wake them before I left to say one final goodbye and I did. I woke them at 4:30 and we were leaving at 5:00am. I lay back down to get some more sleep. I was on the floor right next to a drawer. 2 minutes trying to get more sleep, I heard what sounded like a drawer opening very slowly. I looked up to see the drawer slightly ajar, in fact, quite open a bit. I got up and shut it. Then, a low droning sound raged throughout the house. It was not that loud, but very clear to hear. I thought surely my cousins would complain, but not a word, probably too tired. I was awake and began to get a bit scared.
I heard footsteps up in there attic, back and forth, sounding like it was directly above me up the next floor. The droning continued, and someone went downstairs. Soon, they came back up, with what I think was a cup of tea, I could not see, but I think it was because as they went back into there room, the sound of a cup being placed down shivered throughout the house. The droning sound stopped for awhile after that. I was now very scared and wanting my mother to come through and say it was time to get up. The noise started again...then...a noise was coming from downstairs. Two men talking. I could not make out what they were saying, but they were talking, using a whispering tone. Mumbling... the problem is, there was only one male adult in the house. And the other male was upstairs. One of the voices sounded like my father, which was impossible because he was back in Scotland. The voices stopped. My mother came and got me, and got ready. Got to the airport...got on the plane...and got back to Scotland!
The story does not end there. I have never felt alone since. Weird things have been happening. When I was in my room, I never felt alone and always felt some sort of tension rise up in me, reaching so high I wanted to scream in fear. I found a fingerprint on my door, blood. It was blood and It was not of my mother or my sister. I keep seeing huge black figures out of the corner of my eye. That ends it so far... but something is haunting me. I don't know what.
Sent in by Matthew
The weirdest thing happened on the last night. I was sleeping my two of 3 of my cousins. One of my cousins was on the bed, the other lay beside me on a bed on the floor. We had to leave earlier in the morning to catch our flight. My cousins in my room wanted me to wake them before I left to say one final goodbye and I did. I woke them at 4:30 and we were leaving at 5:00am. I lay back down to get some more sleep. I was on the floor right next to a drawer. 2 minutes trying to get more sleep, I heard what sounded like a drawer opening very slowly. I looked up to see the drawer slightly ajar, in fact, quite open a bit. I got up and shut it. Then, a low droning sound raged throughout the house. It was not that loud, but very clear to hear. I thought surely my cousins would complain, but not a word, probably too tired. I was awake and began to get a bit scared.
I heard footsteps up in there attic, back and forth, sounding like it was directly above me up the next floor. The droning continued, and someone went downstairs. Soon, they came back up, with what I think was a cup of tea, I could not see, but I think it was because as they went back into there room, the sound of a cup being placed down shivered throughout the house. The droning sound stopped for awhile after that. I was now very scared and wanting my mother to come through and say it was time to get up. The noise started again...then...a noise was coming from downstairs. Two men talking. I could not make out what they were saying, but they were talking, using a whispering tone. Mumbling... the problem is, there was only one male adult in the house. And the other male was upstairs. One of the voices sounded like my father, which was impossible because he was back in Scotland. The voices stopped. My mother came and got me, and got ready. Got to the airport...got on the plane...and got back to Scotland!
The story does not end there. I have never felt alone since. Weird things have been happening. When I was in my room, I never felt alone and always felt some sort of tension rise up in me, reaching so high I wanted to scream in fear. I found a fingerprint on my door, blood. It was blood and It was not of my mother or my sister. I keep seeing huge black figures out of the corner of my eye. That ends it so far... but something is haunting me. I don't know what.
Sent in by Matthew
Sometimes I See Things
Sometimes I see things. Sometimes the vision makes absolutely no sense, until it happens and then it makes perfect sense. For instance the terrorist attacks on September 11, I saw it before it happened, and I knew what was going to happen exactly. But other things such as car accidents, murders, and things like that, don't make sense at the time I see it and then when it comes on the news, it's like "that was the vision".
When I have the visions I lose consciousness for a moment, no matter when it happens, even if I am driving down the road, I just temporarily black out, and then I get nauseous for a minute and then I'm fine. I gave up for a while on trying to harness it until recently I was sitting out on the back porch at about midnight and my dog started growling at the woods. I looked over and saw an apparition from the chest up walk about 30 yards along the edge of the woods and then turn and walk into the woods. At that time my dog whimpered and ran to the back door, and the thing turned around and looked dead at me. It had red glowing eyes. I took a picture of it on my phone so I would have proof.
My family and my friend were down visiting about 3 days later, and my mom and my wife were standing on the back porch looking at the woods at about the same time and they saw two shadows going back and forth towards each other and then turn into one shadow shaped like someone hunched over running and then it ran into the ground. Well, me being the ghost hunting type, my friend and I started off by going to the edge of the woods and somewhat taunted it to come out. At the time we did not know what we were dealing with. I felt something grab my arm and at the same time something pushed on his chest and we decided it would be a good night for ghost hunting.
We proceeded to go to a place called Fort Duffield, an old civil war fort, which is near Fort Knox where I am stationed. The first night was not so bad, a few strange occurrences, the car speeding up by itself, the lights in the civil war hospital were on when we took a picture but not in the picture. There was also a woman in one window that was not there when we snapped the picture. The second night may have been the most interesting night I have ever had.
We went back out to Fort Duffield, and to start off, we recorded to voice records on my phone in search of EVP. The first one came back with the words "go away" three times in a row. And it wasn't faint like many EVP's you hear, it was plain as day. Which kind of made me worry, because if they were that determined to make themselves known, maybe they weren't ghosts. The second EVP is what let us both know that they were in fact not ghost's, the second contained my friends name. " hello Christopher... Welcome to hell... Ha ha ha ha ha..." on the way back down the 1/4 mile incline up to the Fort, we saw the same red eyes from the woods at home start down the hill towards us, but this time there were about fifteen sets of footsteps with him. At this time we proceeded to break land speed records to the bottom of the hill. When we arrived at the car is the last thing I remember before it wasn't me anymore.
From here is just the account of my friend and his father with whom he talked to while all of the preceding happened. Apparently I stopped running and walked slowly to the car, something no one in their right mind would do if they were scared like I was before I blacked out. The car would not start and my door would not unlock. When I finally was able to get in the car, a gust of wind blew the car as if they had caught us, and then the car started. My friend said he drove down the road exiting the place at about 60 mph and I told him to slow down so that we wouldn't get in another wreck. (I've never been in a wreck, and neither has he. Hmmm.) then I guess I started to hyperventilate and he asked if I was alright and I said that it wasn't me.
He pulled off to the side of the road and started to recite the lords prayer. Now, I'm not religious nor is he, but apparently at this time I, or it passed out and slumped over. He leaned me back in the seat and felt for a pulse and breathing. I had neither. He said part of the lords prayer again and thumped me on the chest and I woke up and jumped out of the car, and started dry heaving in this store parking lot. He got out and came around the car, and I could still feel something in me, he touched my shoulder and asked if I was alright, and then I felt fine, but he could no longer move. I pushed him fairly hard and he snapped back out of it and ran to the car, and got in. I started for the car but stopped when I saw a black shadow-like being in the back seat. It started to lunge toward him and I yelled for him to get out of the car and as he jumped out, the thing kind of flickered into the front seat and ran out of the car and around the other side of the building. So assuming it was gone we took off.
A few miles down the road I blacked out again, but he says I was still awake. He was looking for a well lit area so he pulled into a Ford dealership and got out he said he asked me/it how it felt. And it chuckled, now he said my voice matched the one on the EVP. He tried to light a cigarette but it looked at his lighter and made it go out. It picked up his saint Christopher medallion and threw it at him. And he again recited the lords prayer, but this time it didn't work, it just laughed and I walked out into the street and was almost struck by a car. He asked what its name was and it said "legion...we are many..." sounds familiar but I don't know where from, anyway... Since these events, there have been things following us. Trying to contact us, they have been messing with us and one has even tried to wreck my car. But my visions are more frequent now and I no longer black out when I see things. But obviously whatever is here that is causing this to happen is a malevolent force.
What should I do, because I don't really want to lose my ability, but I don't necessarily want literal demons following me at every turn...
Sent in by spike
When I have the visions I lose consciousness for a moment, no matter when it happens, even if I am driving down the road, I just temporarily black out, and then I get nauseous for a minute and then I'm fine. I gave up for a while on trying to harness it until recently I was sitting out on the back porch at about midnight and my dog started growling at the woods. I looked over and saw an apparition from the chest up walk about 30 yards along the edge of the woods and then turn and walk into the woods. At that time my dog whimpered and ran to the back door, and the thing turned around and looked dead at me. It had red glowing eyes. I took a picture of it on my phone so I would have proof.
My family and my friend were down visiting about 3 days later, and my mom and my wife were standing on the back porch looking at the woods at about the same time and they saw two shadows going back and forth towards each other and then turn into one shadow shaped like someone hunched over running and then it ran into the ground. Well, me being the ghost hunting type, my friend and I started off by going to the edge of the woods and somewhat taunted it to come out. At the time we did not know what we were dealing with. I felt something grab my arm and at the same time something pushed on his chest and we decided it would be a good night for ghost hunting.
We proceeded to go to a place called Fort Duffield, an old civil war fort, which is near Fort Knox where I am stationed. The first night was not so bad, a few strange occurrences, the car speeding up by itself, the lights in the civil war hospital were on when we took a picture but not in the picture. There was also a woman in one window that was not there when we snapped the picture. The second night may have been the most interesting night I have ever had.
We went back out to Fort Duffield, and to start off, we recorded to voice records on my phone in search of EVP. The first one came back with the words "go away" three times in a row. And it wasn't faint like many EVP's you hear, it was plain as day. Which kind of made me worry, because if they were that determined to make themselves known, maybe they weren't ghosts. The second EVP is what let us both know that they were in fact not ghost's, the second contained my friends name. " hello Christopher... Welcome to hell... Ha ha ha ha ha..." on the way back down the 1/4 mile incline up to the Fort, we saw the same red eyes from the woods at home start down the hill towards us, but this time there were about fifteen sets of footsteps with him. At this time we proceeded to break land speed records to the bottom of the hill. When we arrived at the car is the last thing I remember before it wasn't me anymore.From here is just the account of my friend and his father with whom he talked to while all of the preceding happened. Apparently I stopped running and walked slowly to the car, something no one in their right mind would do if they were scared like I was before I blacked out. The car would not start and my door would not unlock. When I finally was able to get in the car, a gust of wind blew the car as if they had caught us, and then the car started. My friend said he drove down the road exiting the place at about 60 mph and I told him to slow down so that we wouldn't get in another wreck. (I've never been in a wreck, and neither has he. Hmmm.) then I guess I started to hyperventilate and he asked if I was alright and I said that it wasn't me.
He pulled off to the side of the road and started to recite the lords prayer. Now, I'm not religious nor is he, but apparently at this time I, or it passed out and slumped over. He leaned me back in the seat and felt for a pulse and breathing. I had neither. He said part of the lords prayer again and thumped me on the chest and I woke up and jumped out of the car, and started dry heaving in this store parking lot. He got out and came around the car, and I could still feel something in me, he touched my shoulder and asked if I was alright, and then I felt fine, but he could no longer move. I pushed him fairly hard and he snapped back out of it and ran to the car, and got in. I started for the car but stopped when I saw a black shadow-like being in the back seat. It started to lunge toward him and I yelled for him to get out of the car and as he jumped out, the thing kind of flickered into the front seat and ran out of the car and around the other side of the building. So assuming it was gone we took off.
What should I do, because I don't really want to lose my ability, but I don't necessarily want literal demons following me at every turn...
Sent in by spike
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