Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

My husband and I moved into this place three years ago. We both were having trouble sleeping… bad dreams… then one day we were sitting outside (about three months in the place) and talked about our dreams. They were the same. The rat would crawl up our legs and on our backs while we slept… then when we would try to get it it would disappear. So after our talk we stayed awake.

About four or five days later we caught it and brought it outside. Then two days later the inside of our windows… all in the basement were covered completely with the biggest flies ever. We bought fly strips. They just disappeared a few days later NO flies on the strips and no dead flies… just gone.

I kept feeling funny odd stuff in the basement so I started buying white Wiccan books and proceeded to do the spells to rid a house of bad energy. I also saged the place. Then we thought it was just gone or was dormant (a note: the couple that lived here before us we ran into and without mentioning anything they said that they could not believe we lived there… they got out quick because it was evil).

Suddenly after 10 years of marriage my husband was acting mad. We are both drinkers and like to have fun. The fun ended and madness happened. He started waking me up at night calling me the devil and would not let me sleep until I said that I was. Then that all stopped but things were different… we both did not talk much about it because days were good and most nights too.

Now, fast-forward three years later… stuff happened and we found reasons for it. Most recently that my husband is insane or bipolar… but I think I would have noticed these things in the past. Now two weeks ago my husband said (and I have no memory) that I went insane and started hitting myself out of the blue then breathing funny and I smelled like sulfur. He eventually asked “Who are you?” and I said “I am Legion.” He then said “that’s not a name its something on your skin” and I said “it is because I am many.” He was so scared that he ran to our neighbors house and they video taped me talking in a rough hoarse voice, screaming, sticking my tongue out, and being provocative. I remember nothing but I was bruised and my body felt so sore and my throat too.

We now are moving and are here for one more week. I feel it daily now. I do not remember that night but I feel it in me at times… not always… but when it is it hurts. I fight and usually become myself again… not always…God help whoever rents this place next. We are almost gone but a week is a long time when this is happening. Now it goes from my husband then to me. We will make it. But this is a long week and I thought we were crazy but now I do believe.

I can not speak of this to the people in our life because the few I have think I am crazy. It just feels good to get this out and I hope it helps somebody. Should I leave a note for future renters? Oh and I cant believe I forgot to mention that our ceiling cracked when it was in me.

Sent in by Lisa Tucker, Copyright 2010