Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

My name is Lissette and since I was a child I have had a strong belief in God and Satan. Though I was never a very good Christian I always knew exactly  where my heart was in my own religious meaning. God comes before all including my very own children and that is one rule that I follow.

When I was about 19 years old I was at a point in my life where everything went from bad to worse. I found myself becoming very tired of the old saying, “God doesn’t always answer when you call but he always answers when it’s needed the most”. As a 19 year old mother I just wanted life to be easier for me. I wanted everything to just fall from the sky and I would be happy.

So one day when I was home all alone I said, “The hell with this,” and ran to my local library. There I began researching devil worship and thought to myself, if God won’t make it easier then the devil will because I know my soul is worth it to him.

I began looking into chants and spells to conjure up Satan. So that evening I took the book home with me and when my family arrived home like any other day I made dinner, got the kids a bath and waited for my husband to fall asleep.

At exactly 12:00 am I walked into the bathroom, made my pentagram from salt and lit a black candle and started chanting. I don’t remember the chant, but I know I looked in the mirror and said I wanna make a deal, true happiness for my soul. Nothing happened so after a dozen tries I decided I was calling it a night.

I went to bed and suddenly was suddenly awoken by some one calling my name. I got up and looked at my husband who was still sound asleep. I turned over in my bed ready to lie back down when I looked at my heater; we had one of the old iron heaters. There sat a shadow. I couldn’t see what it was in detail, it just looked like someone was sitting on top of my heater and he sat like crow. All I could see was this black figure in a pitch black room.

He brought one leg down and in one step was at the foot of my bed. I opened my eyes and began shaking my husband to wake him. When it spoke he said, “You have been calling me haven’t you so I’m here Lissette. Name your price.”

I freaked out. I jumped out of my bed waking my husband and pointing to the heater and asking him if he saw him. I kept telling my husband he was sitting right there. My husband turned on the light and nothing, there was nothing there. He walked to heater and said, “The heater is on anyone sitting on there is going to get burned babe”.

I fell to my knees and begged Gods forgiveness. I now live by the saying “Don’t mess with things you don’t understand.”

Sent in by Lissette Pagan, Copyright 2008