January 17th, 2012 by Caretaker
My daughter is battling demons they are getting stronger. She has hid the exact details of what she is seeing for a while. She finally confessed to what she is seeing. She is a child, and is almost 10 years old. But, what she is witnessing is quite remarkable and yet frightening. I thought that I would share her confession with you.
These demons come to me in groups, they follow me around. I can hear them in my ears. They constantly whisper “Nightmare, Kill.” to me. I do not know what it really means. The demons won’t leave me alone. No one seems to believe me. My mother is the only person who really seems to believe me.
I communicated with a spirit tapping on the window several weeks ago. Now the thing will not leave me alone. I feel like I am going crazy.
I can see the demons now. They have horns. Their eyes are black. Sometimes …
January 11th, 2012 by Caretaker
I keep seeing a demon next door. It is tall black with no face. The family next door has a registered sex offender. A week ago I heard the man, who is a sex offender beating his 15 year old step daughter. This beating woke me up at 3am on a Sunday night.
My 9 year old daughter keeps hearing the demon tapping on the bathroom and bedroom window. My daughter heard the tapping tried to ignore it. The spirit would not let her. It kept tapping all night long and banging until she answered it.
My daughter communicated with this tapping spirit for 3 days. Finally the spirit said. I know your mother’s family. I also know her ex husband’s family. My ex husband’s name by the way is Doug. Then the spirit said. If you do not continue to communicate with me I will harm your mother’s family and her ex husband’s family. The final word of the …
December 10th, 2011 by Caretaker
Evil spirits, of course, do exist and do their work through certain people. I am a Christian, saved female. Two years ago I was in a hotel at a meeting sitting at a table with my hubby and several other friends. I noticed a man in the next room across who had lost his arm. (later, I found out a leg, too) He was speaking to a woman and a child; at this time it was revealed to me what his sin was.
This man came over to our table and gave a ten minute speech about dairy farming. A few minutes into the talk I noticed smoke appearing directly in front of him like cigarette smoke; then I saw a long flame there about 14 inches high and it burned very quietly with two blue wheels like in a cartoon alongside. There was exhaust-like material in front blue and white but like thick cool-whip and neon colored! When I …
November 7th, 2011 by Caretaker
A few years back, my friend and I decided to take a motorcycle trip into the Anza-Borrego desert in Southern California. After riding the better part of a day, we decided to camp out in the desert that night. We set up camp by a wash and I prepared some tea. As we were drinking our tea and looking at the starry sky we began to hear voices.
My friend Scotty kept saying “do you hear that” and I did. Sometimes it sounded as someone was mumbling something and other times it sounded like laughter. The only thing is the mumbling sounded unintelligible and the laughter sounded like something you would hear in a insane asylum.
Scotty whom before now, never spent a night outside of the city, was becoming completely unnerved by these sounds. I tried to calm him by explaining that the desert air does tricky things to sight and sound. Such as making objects appear closer than …
October 7th, 2011 by Caretaker
Two years ago I lived in this very nice home. My dad was a horrible man who went to jail because of what he did. One day I was in the living room doing my homework when I kept hearing “Aurora Aurora help.” I didn’t know what to do. I was scared and I couldn’t move! Then I heard things get pushed on the ground in the Den (upstairs) so I started screaming.
My older brother and his wife came running in from the back yard hearing my screams. “What’s the matter?” my brother said. I just keep looking at the stairs. Oh one important thing is my brother is a cop so he thought someone broke in and ran up stairs. My brother walked quietly up the stairs. My aunt held me rubbing my back. My brother came down and told me there was nothing. After that I started sobbing hard.
My mom left for 2 weeks to my …
October 1st, 2011 by Caretaker
Hi I am a fan of paranormal activity etc… And I do plenty of my own research (being a psychologist I know how to do good and valid research).
After reading Rosemary’s story ( My Experiences With Demons ~ A True Story of Demonic Possession ) I realized too a few things. First of all she is at risk of having many problems with evil spirits because she has “opened a way for them to inhabit her” communicating with any spirit is bad for you!
I don’t believe those are your relatives. They may have been demons that lived in your relatives that’s why they know them so well. Demons pretended to be people we know! You need to stop altogether communicating with the spirit world even ‘good spirits’ please!
Then tell them you know that they are demons and that your relatives are dead and are in hell or heaven and that they do not have the power to …
September 30th, 2011 by Caretaker
You may have read my other story: My Very Own Demon. This is another story of all of my occurrences, and I ‘m still the only one that ‘s having this happen to me. This is all true, a little corny at times, but all true.
For a while the activity had stopped, and I had thought that my actions to get rid of it for good were working. Well, I thought that until it started happening again, only this time they were 10x worse.
I’ve been having weird dreams lately. They usually involved this black shadow standing in my bedroom doorway, and then begin to move towards me, only I would wake up before it would reach me, but recently it has been reaching me. I would be in my dream, and the Shadow would be there, it would drift to me, and then it would engulf me in a black shadow. I would feel sharp pain and …
September 30th, 2011 by Caretaker
I was raised in church. The first time I went I was 2 weeks old (that’s what my mom said) I do not remember. We went to church at least 3 times a week.
When I was around 7 years old we had a week long revival, that we went to every night. The preacher asked did anyone need praying for. A lady in our church named Mary said she did. The preacher asked her to come down to the alter for pray. As she sat down on the alter the preacher started praying for her. THE NEXT PART WAS VERY SCARY.
As the preacher started to put oil on her forehead, she raised up and then fell flat on the alter all the older women in the church began to put hands on her and pray for her sins. Mary begin to shake and then she raised up her body with only her head and feet still touching the …
September 24th, 2011 by Caretaker
This is my recount of when I believe I spoke to a demon.
I had been working late on my computer it was close to about 3am when I had finished. About five minutes later I heard a knock on the door and thinking who this was I got up to open it. What I saw shocked me in a way I will never forget. It was my friend Mike.
Now the reason this shocked me so much is that Mike had gone missing over 10 years ago and was presumed to be dead and now he was standing here on my doorstep. Before I could say a word he walked in and sat down on the couch. When I got my mind right again I started to feel anger so I just yelled “man ten years and you turn up my doorstep we all thought you were dead.” Then after saying that he just turned to me and laughed …
September 23rd, 2011 by Caretaker
September 21st, 2011 by Caretaker
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Ok, I’ve always kinda been sensitive and could feel, hear, and see things since I was a little girl. Some people might say I have a good imagination. The absolute scariest encounter I’ve ever had was when I was 19 it was a few months after I had my son.
I’ll explain how my room was kinda set up so you can better imagine what it was like. I had my bed in a corner but it was at an angle coming from the far corner of the room. I had no frame to set my bed on so it was sitting on the floor.
Now, mind you my son is about 2 1/2 to 3 months at the time. He had his own room but every time I would lay him in his bed at night whether he was awake or fast asleep I couldn’t leave him in the room for more than a few minutes because he would …
September 21st, 2011 by Caretaker