A House Cleansing

From: Lauren (lite90@excite.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: a friend's home in Mesa, AZ
Source: Form Submission

Here I am with another story, I have previously written two other stories "the little goblin" and "Old Key West, Fla". This is a story about my first house cleansing I did. I was 17 years old, I have always had a "gift" of seeing and hearing things. I worked alot in the metaphysical community and had met alot of people. However hung out with my friends like any other 17 year old did.

My best friend, Christina, was having problems at her house. There was a "presence" apparent in her home. Upon entering you felt watched and even followed as you walked through, from walking to the bathroom or even the back patio there was something there she exclaimed to me. Christina and her whole family were feeling it. Her younger brother, whom slept in the den (converted to a bedroom) was seeing shadows at night and even felt threatened more than once.

One night in early October, Christina enlisted my help and the help of her friend, Sharon, to assist with a house cleansing. I had my sage, white candles and my angels at hand. Her friend Sharon, was a self proclaimed shaman. I didnt buy it, but I assumed when the time came we would find out for sure. After a light dinner at Christina's empty house,I took a shower to prepare for the blessing of her home. As I headed into the bathroom, the two went outside to smoke.I closed the door and turned the shower on. I stood in the shower for about 4 minutes when I saw a dark figure outside of the shower curtain. The clear curtain also made it apparent it the door was open as well. It was close enough for me to touch it through the curtain. I figured it was one of them being asses, so I said between shampooing and water, "Christina?...Sharon?...,what the hell?" I opened the curtain in irritation to peek out, there was nothing there and the door was wide open. Suddenly through the bathroom window (above the shower) Christina shouts to me in concern, "Lauren? Whats up?". I hear Sharon outside as well, on her cell phone. I looked around and still saw nothing and I knew it was just us here at the house tonight. Her Brother was at a party in Phoenix and her parents in Vegas for the weekend. I shuddered and quickly and finished my shower.

we began the blessing. I started where I felt it was targeting from. The hallway. As I began bringing my angels and energy to work, I felt a spot of fear suddenly. I looked around with my spiritual eye and saw nothing. But I knew it was there watching something was. After and hour of cleaning the hallway, I felt it was tucked away in Christina's room. She used to be into alot of stupid stuff when she was younger, but I had no idea what this thing was feeding on to stay around. It wasn't a ghost. I felt it was a demon for sure, my angels confirmed it. I was still under the impression that this was something I could spiritually handle. I was a fool to put it mildly. But I believe God gives you as much as you can handle. So I pressed on.

About 1am, we headed together into the bedroom. We lit candles and I began asking for the angels to assist this demon out of the home. Aloud I spoke, no hesitation or anger. I brought my Archangels to my protective circle. Sharon, the Shaman, begin to fatigue with her blessings and cleansings. So I carried on alone, Christina sat on her bed in the far corner where a yard away I stood in the middle of the room continuing the bringing of the divine light of God and asking for the good of call. Suddenly in the far corner I saw something finally materialize. Two black forms, both with red eyes beaming at me in hatred and irritation. I announced aloud, I see you. The two demons, narrowed their eyes and stood up. Eyeing all of us. The smaller demon of the two left, immediately. i felt he was feeding off of the larger one. The two girls didn't see them, but I knew it wasn't long before something did announce it's presence.

The rooms' temperature lowered and the room began to freeze, even with the heater on 80 degrees (Arizona is cold in the winters). I spoke loudly, "you aren't welcomed here, you are not of the light, you must leave. Under the protection of Archangel Michael and the lord himself I command you to leave." Then it got quiet, deathly quiet. All of us remained still and quiet for a moment. The traffic that was passing had no effect on the stillness of the room. It felt like the world stopped for moments, which we all looked at each other worried. Suddenly a groan, which i cannot explain more than a awful moaning groan, inhuman, beyond ANYTHING I have ever heard before. Sharon & Christina hopped completely on the bed (which was sitting in the far right corner of the room touching the wall). Christina leaned over and grabbed my shirt, "Lauren, what the hell was that??" Sharon whimpered in the corner of the bed, I looked over at her immediately. " Come on, girl. I need your help too." Sharon's face paled, she began to hysterically whisper " No, I cant. That thing isn't something I've dealt with before. You have more experience with these things, you can do it. Cant you?" I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to the dark shadow standing now further towards me. "OH MY GOD!", yelled Sharon, " I see it!" At this Christina, looked over my shoulder and gasped, she then turned to Sharon and grabbed her hand. The energy in the room felt something similar to being watched from EVERY direction.

At this point, we could see our breath, this made me a little frightened. However I pressed on, bringing in my angels. The demon, upon seeing the protection of the angels and light beings, pulled back into his corner. With an hour of work, the demon dissipated and the room regained it's temperature and noise. I did my final blessing with the help of God and Archangel Michael, and sat on the end of the bed. Christina and Sharon rose from the corner of the bed and looked around at the corners of the room, still darkened with just candle light, and glanced at me. "Who's up for a little breakfast at Denny's?", asked Christina. "Where's your keys?", asked Sharon getting off the bed. I was already out the door.