I lived with a demon for approximately 9 month in a house located in Northern Ohio. I was married at the time and helped raise two wonderful kids. My stepdaughter was 4 and had/has severe autism. My stepson was two and perfectly healthy, but problems with speaking.
Long story short, my wife collected drama, porcelain masks. She had hundreds of them all hung up around her bedroom. One day I was looking at them, and when I glanced at one in particular, it made every hair on my body stand on end. As quickly as it made me creeped out, I just looked at all the other ones and left the room, never giving it a second thought.
Very shortly after that, very strange things began to happen. My wife and I moved our bedroom from upstairs, to one of the downstairs rooms, and put my stepdaughter in our old bedroom. One night, as I held her hand to tuck her in, she stopped dead cold in the middle of the room and looking over at a corner, showed sheer terror on her face and began pulling away to leave. At this point, I suspected something was going on and became frightened myself. I moved my eyes to the corner but did not see anything. I led her back downstairs and let her sleep on the couch. She was fine, but did not want to go back to her room.
A few days later, we switched the kid�s bedrooms and put our stepson in our old bedroom. One day he came downstairs playing with a ball that I knew he could not reach or get to. I asked him how he got the ball. Remember, he could not speak very well, but he did say, �Monster gave it to me.�
Every time the family went out whether it was to church or to eat, we would arrive back home and find everything having to do with Christianity would be on the floor face down. Only those things, nothing else was ever touched.
So much happened but I won�t go too far. Suffice it to say, a very strange, scary and revealing played out one night at around two in the morning. I won�t say exactly what took place, but when it was over, I learned what was happening, and how it all started. It provided me with the knowledge to deal with it.
The mask that gave me the creeps was a gift from her father. He brought it over and she accepted it into the house, not knowing a demon was attached to it. Everything was fine until I showed up, bringing in my Christian views, music, church etc.�.
Once I figured it out, I removed the mask from the house, drove 30 miles to work, crushed it with my car jack into a fine powder and threw it in the trash dumpster. Sounds stupid and crazy, but we never had any problems again.
I will say though, that it�s ultimate purpose was to cause strife, contention, hurt, anger, possession, hate and probably would have led to divorce or something far worse. It did try to harm my children and my wife physically. I became exasperated and almost gave up and walked out.
Very True Story
Sent in by James, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com