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 grandma’s because my grandma was very sick. About 5 days passed and horrible things started to happen. I could feel someone holding me at night when no one was there. I could hear the water down stairs going when I slept with my brother and aunt. I tried hard to tell what was happening but no one believed me.
I went to school a few days later. By this time I was so scared I was called “Emo” because I would wear black and never take off my jacket and they thought I cut myself (which I would never do). I was an A+ student and I soon became a C- student. “Aurora what is the answer to 4x9x7x8″ my math teacher asked. “who really cares? Nothing worth it!” I would say and then put my head on the desk.
When I went home I saw a man in my house. He was dressed in a suit, had a tie on and was carrying a bag thing. I fell to my knee’s seeing the twisted face. His face I will never un-see. He had blood all over his face with a knife in his hand and he had a twisted smile.
“What do you want with me? What?” I cried, “What?” I screamed. My friend heard me and ran to my aid. Now I didn’t know what happened after that. All I remember is me waking up in a hospital bed and my mom and brother and whole family (even my dad) sitting around my bed. I looked at my arm. it was in a cast my neck was in a brace and I had a huge band-aid on my waist.
“What happened?” I asked. “When Amy found you. You were on your knees saying “what do you want?” my mom said. I got out after about 2 days. The demon seemed to follow me. At school I would cry because I see him everywhere. At home I lived in fear because he would hold me at night.
After 2 years he talked to me. “Aurora, I’m sorry I will stop. I was trying to protect you” the demon said. (luckily I was recording to show to my mom) “goodbye..” he said kissing me on the cheek. I sorta miss him now. The best part is I went to a ghost thing and the psychic said I could talk and see ghosts and demons that others cant. I still see him but now I’m not as scared.
If you ever see someone on the street in Seattle laughing and talking to themself its me talking to Jose (The demon’s name is Jose). Don’t be scared of demons or ghosts. Remember they were alive once too.
Sent in by Aurora, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com
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I would say be afraid of them. look how you ended up in the hospital.
Believe me they never died. They were never people. They want you to like them they fear the name of Jesus. Oh my gosh! Its carri! Sup grl! I read her story and I commented a few times. Take her word for. It was God who brought me and carri as the first two to comment for ourselves to protect you. Listen to carri if you should listen to anyone its her. Read her story: the demon in the oak tree. Shes got a bad demon issue herself.
Look at the comments 2.
Demons are nothing but trouble. If you should lidten to anyone its carri. Shes got a very bad one that wont leave her alone. I looked up the name jose. And it lied to you thats not its name. Jose means God will add (another son) and also: God will increase (as same meaning). Its short for Joseph. Also a spanish version of joseph. Read carri’s story: the demon in the oak tree.
They were created, never been human, hate you, want you to be destroyed. End of story.
This is really interesting to me. A demon that wanted to protect you instead of trying to take your soul? What about the time you went to the hospital? I’m sure I sound like a skeptic, but this, I’m sure, is a little hard to believe for anybody. Of course, only you would know the real truth so who am I to say whether it’s real or not? I am however, eager to know more. You say you still talk to him. Have you ever asked him what he was protecting you from? Why’d he come back after he said he’d leave you alone? Did you call for him(via ouija board or anything)? I have to admit, I myself have been wanting to speak with a demon(preferably a low ranking one, since those in my opinion have less power than those of a higher rank). I apologize if it seems like I’m prying, but I have a book that I’m working on where there are demons that would actually help humans instead of working with the devil, a rarity but I think it can be a possiblity. Why can’t demons get fed up with devil too? Why can’t they regret the wrong they have done in life and try to amend it the only way they can? Of course I do believe that once you become a angel or demon, you stay that. An eye for a eye thing, you see. I do hope you reply to this, not saying that you have to. I’m also eager to hear anyone else’s point of veiw!
What I can make out is that you had a somewhat troubled childhood -
your father being a convict and your brother being married both were perhaps
not very close to you.Mom being your world she was the only one with whom you could relate at an emotional level.
You were an imaginative child and your inner insecurities in the absence of your mom
often manifested in the form of hallucinatory experiences.You had a terrible accident once which you seem to associate with the imaginary demon.
Now as you grow up, when you look back and recollect those memories – the “little demon” of your childhood days doesnt look that scary anymore.
Perhaps you can share with us the tape where you recorded the demon saying
goodbye to you…
I don’t understand this at all.
You say you fell to your knees and broke your arm, damaged your neck, and hurt your waist? How? Where was your friend when she heard you scream? I assume you were inside your house?
How could this ‘demon’ want to ‘protect’ you by showing itself to you in such a gruesome manner?
You also said that after it told you goodbye ” I sorta miss him now.” Then immediately after saying you ‘sorta miss him’ you say, “If you ever see someone on the street in Seattle laughing and talking to themself its me talking to Jose (The demon�s name is Jose). Don�t be scared of demons or ghosts.”
So, which is it? He’s gone and you miss him or you still talk to him?
I am a believer of the paranormal. But I apologize, I can not understand your story because it has too many inconsitencies and doesn’t make sense to me.
If you are still checking out the replies on here, maybe you would be so kind as to answer some of the questions I asked so I can have a clearer picture of how you believe these things occured.
I am not understanding your story that well.
I don’t understand how you said you came home and saw him show himself in such a gruesome way, yet you believe he wants to protect you?
I’m also not understanding how you fell to your knees (inside your house I assume) and broke your arm, damaged your neck, and injured your waist.
Where was your friend that she was able to hear you screaming?
Then you say the he told you he was leaving you and now you ‘sorta miss him’. Immediately after that you say you still see and talk to him.
You also say that after 2 years he finally talked to you and by some miracle coincidence you happened to record it. He never spoke to you before, so how did you know when he would? How did you know when to record the first time he ever said anything to you?
I apologize if I’m not understanding this very well, but to me, I see many inconsistencies in your story.
If you are still checking the responses on here, maybe you could clear up some of my misconceptions, if you want to that is.
If not, then I’m sorry, but this story seems too ‘off’ to me. It doesn’t make sense to me.
Of course this is only my opinion and I in no way want to offend you. I’m just giving you honest feedback to what I’ve read.
Also as Sunny asked….maybe you can provide this EVP you captured?
I apologize for that double answer, but it’s raining here and my computer decided to act up. So, I was unaware the post was actually posted.