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The Demonic Animal

Posted on December 20, 2010

To all those who read my Previous story Ė ( Demonic Face on the Wall ), I would like to say that my story doesnít end there. That demon followed us to our new apartment.

The apartment we moved into was beautiful and spacious. I and my family were really happy to move away from our old apartment. My dad always came home from work with a big smile on his face and almost every day he came home with a big bar of chocolate. My mom got an interview call from the school where I and my sisters were studying in and within a week she was appointed as an English Teacher. Now with my mom also earning, it has become easier for my dad. My family was a bit tight when only my dad was earning. I mean itís not that we were poor but at that time my dad could afford to take us to a restaurant only once in a month and at times when I or any of my sisters fell sick then it was really tough for my dad to use the money for any entertainment purposes.

Sorry I never mentioned this before but I am a Christian (Roman Catholic). The reason why I never mentioned this to you was because at that time I and my family never used to pray much. We believed in God but we prayed rarely. So I thought it was of no importance to mention this at all until now. But this time as swear, I needed him by my side at all times.

My new apartment had two bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a huge kitchen and dining room and a huge living room. My parents had the master bedroom for themselves and I and my sisters used the other bedroom. There were three beds for each of us. All the three beds were attached to one wall and on that same wall we had an altar with the picture of Jesus and the Virgin Mary and a small lamp with a small cross inside giving out an orange light. It gives out very little light but enough to distinguish the big cupboards from the small drawers. Even with the Altar in our apartment, I and my family still prayed very rarely. Right at the foot of our beds there is a small portable clothes holder. I donít know what you call it but itís something that everyone uses to dry their clothes if they donít have a place to hang wet clothes outside. People use this mostly in apartments.

Everything seems to go well but one day my dad came home angry. He didnít want to talk to anybody and he didnít have his dinner, he just went directly to bed. The next day my mom asked the reason for him to be so angry. And my dad said he doesnít know why. My mom was the first to realize that whatever has happened to us at the old apartment was happening again. I and my sisters started to fall sick again. My dad lost his job and that made it worst. Things started to go upside down again. My mom was the one who became more depressed. She was the only one in the whole family who doesnít seem to be affected by any sickness. But she understood that something was not right. And thatís where again I and my sisters found out the reason.

It was bed time. My parents went to bed. I and my sisters as usual were talking stories. The light was off and only the small lamp with the cross inside was lit. At about 1 am we were still wide wake. That night was so different from all the other nights. This is the first time I and my sisters couldnít sleep. And for no reason we became scared. I donít know why. At about 1:15 am the small lamp with the cross inside suddenly went off. I have no words to say how I and my sisters felt that night. Even now when typing this story Iím having these goose bumps. I could feel the hair on my hands and behind my head standing straight up.

The whole room was totally black. In about 5 min we were able to adjust our eyes in the dark. And that is when we saw it. We froze. I want to scream. I canít turn my head sideways; I canít even move my body. Iím sure my sisters felt the same way. There was something jumping from the foot of our bed over the clothes holder and on to the other side. It was black. Even in the dark room and with a little light coming out of the window, we could still see that black thing. It looked more like a hairy animal. It was just jumping from the foot of our bed and over the clothes holder and back again. If we see a person jump up and down with his hands high up in the air, you can tell that man is really happy. That was the same way we could feel that thing was jumping out of joy. For about 5 min we could see this creature jumping. And this suddenly it just vanished. We didnít move at all from our beds. I wanted to run to my parentís bedroom. I wanted to be there with them. For once in all my life I felt that being with them is the safest place I could be. But I couldnít get up. I and my sisters fell asleep at last out of fear.

Next morning my mother came to our room to wake us up and saw all 3 of us are hugging each other in our sleep and we were completely covered with the blanket. My youngest sister was sweating so much that even with the a/c on. She was running a high temperature. My mother woke us up and saw that we were so pale and our eyes were so red. My sisters started to cry. We told her everything what happened during the night. My mother called my dad. He was freaked out after he heard what we told him. My mother kept mumbling to herself. She kept saying,ĒIt has followed us here, it has followed us hereĒ.

My dad didnít go to office that day. My mother, I and my sisters didnít go to school. We were so scared to do anything. The room was so silent. My mother suddenly stood up and told us that there is one solution. PRAY. My mother took us all in front of the altar and that is when my parents noticed the lamp with the cross in it was not on. My dad tried to fix it but it wouldnít work. We started to pray the rosary.

That night I and my sisters slept in my parentsí bedroom. For a week we prayed without fail. We started to pray every morning when we wake up, before having lunch, at 5pm and at night before going to bed we say the rosary. Suddenly a week later after the incident the lamp with the cross inside suddenly lit up. And my mother suddenly jumped up with joy and said we are all safe now. And yes we were. After that everything came back to normal. My dad was happy like the way he was at first. We never felt sick again. We continued to pray always. It has been the same way, a happy family for the past 15 years now.

At times I used to think if all these problems we faced were because of that old apartment. I donít know. But maybe if we would have prayed, our problems would have been solved when we were in our old apartment. I couldnít say. All I know is that my family is saved because we allowed God to be close to us. We never saw anything horrible again for the past 15 years. And Iím glad with the way things are now. Weíre so happy.

Sent in by Ryan Paul, Copyright 2010




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Comments

8 Responses to “The Demonic Animal”
  1. sharayah says:

    yes :) the power of prayer, the power of God is good. your familys faith is beauitful. may God always be with you. thanks for your story

  2. Rosie says:

    I am so happy your life is back to normal and stays that way.Maybe that is the way God wants you not to loose faith. We all should have faith in God.

  3. Crystal says:

    I really love your story and god , jesus christ always listens even when you think he doesnt he’s always there. Im a catholic as well and even though i don’t go to church i always pray and the evil that i sense just vanishes im very glad to hear that you and your family are well. God Bless!!!!

  4. Teri says:

    I don’t know if I believe this story. I don’t understand whoever is telling it for one thing. And before the black thing jumping on the bed & off again, you said your father lost his job. But the morning after that all happened when you told your parents, you said your dad didn’t go into the office. I don’t believe a word of this story. It’s all scrambled & the “I and my sisters” thing. It’s just not making any sense at all. Bogus. How can your dad go into the office if he lost his job? I don’t believe the other one either from the other apartment.

  5. Anonymous says:

    I completely agree with everything Teri said. Especially the “I and my sisters” thing. Do you really need to say it that many times? Come on now! And if the thing followed you from your old apartment, how could it also have burned it down and terrorized the other people who moved in! SMH

  6. Anon says:

    You said there were 3 beds, but then you say “our bed”, and “we slept huddled together.” which one was it?

  7. Christian Guy says:

    Demons are dark, vile creatures… the solution is to turn on the light (Christ Jesus)! Good for you that you did! I had a similar problem and it was overcome by taking my position in Christ, just like you did. Very happy for you. Unfortunately, demons can’t die, instead they move on to harrass someone else. So, lets keep others in our prayers who become haunted by these enemies and pray that they know how to handle them (with the authority of Christ).

  8. Fuzzbee says:

    Actually he said they had “3 beds for each of us”…That’s 9 beds in a room. The room must have been all bed. No wonder the thing was jumping the whole time…How retarded.

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