Several weeks (maybe two or so) i had my close friend who lived down the street from me (we lived at the top and it was a very secluded area) tell me about some weird things that were happening at her home. She owned several indoor cats and she was saying about how they were all acting weird. She would say how they began to avoid an upstairs room and if put in would make a mad dash out of it. I did not think too much about it as i think cats tend to be somewhat temperamental, and that was the end of that. But then I started getting these panic calls from her saying that she would be in another room and then she would hear her cat(s) hiss and they would take off in panic out of the room and then my friend would sometimes hear other noises that could not be the cats and usually loud thumps and such.

I finally went down to her house after she showed up at my door saying she saw something in the room that was small in stature that seemed to disappear when she entered the room. She said it just disappeared into the shadows of the corner. She knew i was into paranormal things and knew some of my experiences and was hoping there was something that i could do to “get rid of whatever it was that was there.” She firmly believed something was in that house. So I did what i normally do when i need some help. . I went down to her house and together we said several prayers and i told whatever it was that was there to leave in the name of God. there was more said and done but i know you get the picture and to be honest, I cant recall the whole scenario as it was years ago (like 20). During all this we heard a crash from upstairs and upon checking it out one of her heavy table lamps that was in the room was now on the floor. This lamp was one of those heavy brass lamps with a lampshade and it was at least 4 feet tall. It seemed impossible that it could have been knocked over by itself as it was centered on the table.

Well then i went home and she was happy to tell me that things seemed calmer in the house now and the cats were back to their old selves. My kids tease me and say that its my fault the little man ended up at our place as things started happening there shortly afterwards. They say I brought it home with me as i angered it.

It was not until later that i told them that my friend thought the little man was at her house and what i had done to try to help her. Anyways, thats the set up for the story and i thought i would let you all know. If i were to have submitted the story i would have also included some things that happened to me while this was going on in our house. But that is for another time. So is it a coincidence or not? I will never know.

Goodluck
King.