The Face

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Story type: Ghost
Location: San Leandro, California
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Tue Mar 20 12:49:31 2007

My brother is one of the most empathic people I know. He judges no one (which has, unfortunately, caused him many heartaches and problems). He can make you feel like the top of the world, and has no problem relating to people that most of us would overlook or ignore. He's an excellent special education teacher; the children know that he accepts and loves them unconditionally.

Perhaps these gifts are the reason he has been targeted by the Adversary.

According to my mother, it started the first night after she took him home from the hospital. She was spending the night with my grandmother, in the guest bedroom. Peter was across the room from her in his crib.

In the middle of the night, she was awakened, and saw an evil, demonic face above the crib. I'm not sure whether she heard a voice or merely got the message somehow that it was saying, "This one is mine."

My mother ran to the crib, grabbed Pete, and spent the rest of the night in the living room. If I recall correctly, the face appeared again there, but she just held on to Peter even tighter.

After a year or so, Peter had mysteriously lost the use of his legs. To this day, nobody knows why; all tests given at that time for possible causes turned up negative. After a few months, he slowly regained the ability to walk.

As a teenager, Peter's lungs collapsed several times. He's nearly died several times in related health issues.

I pray for him all the time; he needs it.