Fighting Evil

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Raliegh North Carolina
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Thu Mar 13 15:28:51 2008

Ok I have a couple of different things that have happened to me however I really believe that in some way they are all connected. When I was about 8 years old me and my girlfriend were in my bedroom playing Barbie dolls when all of a sudden my closet door started shaking really badly. It was like someone was pulling on it. ( mind you it was the sliding ones this was quite a while ago :) ) Anyway I jumped up off my bed and I ran outside the house. When I got outside my girlfriend was not behind me! I yelled into the house for her but I got no answer. I was so scared but I went back in and down the hall and peeked into the bedroom the door was no longer shaking so I leaned in and seen that she was still on the bed so scared that tears were running down her face but she couldn’t move. I ran into the bedroom and grabbed her arm and pulled her with me. We did not go back into the house until someone else came home. By the age of 12 I still would not sleep by myself in that bedroom. We finally moved and then I was fine.

The second story is when I was 17 and dating a man that I ended up marrying way to young. Well anyway he had this dog figurine that was very heavy and VERY EVIL looking. When we would go to bed at night I would purposefully turn this thing away from me. Only in the morning to wake up and it is staring straight at me. I blamed my husband for turning the dog thing my way ( Oh it had a pentagram on it and teeth and a place to burn incense. ) Just to give you a vivid picture.

I had set this dog up in my living room because my husband refused to let me throw it away. I was so freaked out by this thing that I drew a picture of the flower of Christ and put mine and my husbands name on it along with crosses everywhere. It was just a piece of paper smaller than a 4 by 6 and I put it on the shelf above this dog thing. Anyway I came home from work one night ( I worked second shift) My husband and his brother were laughing on the couch. I said what’s so funny! Him and his brother looked at me and said that dog just flew off the shelf and landed in the middle of the floor. I looked at them like they were crazy and said WHATEVER you guys are stoned. They said no look at it it’s ear is broken off. And in fact it’s ear was broken. I didn’t think another thing about it and went to bed. I don’t remember whether or not it was the next morning or the morning after but I woke up and took a shower and was blow drying my hair when I heard a very loud thump come from upstairs. ( Our bedrooms were downstairs from the landing and the kitchen and living room went up the stairs. ) Well anyway I turned off the blow dryer and knowing that I was alone started to yell “Is anyone home”? No one answered. I yelled again and again as I was going up the second set of stairs. I am shaking just telling this story again you guys. I was so scared. I got to the top and in the middle of the floor laid this dog with it’s head broke off. I ran down the steps and out the door. I got to the middle of the yard in front and just stood there. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest that I could hear it. I knew that I had to go back inside the townhouse and get this thing and throw it away before my husband got home and glued it’s head back on. So that’s what I did. I got a plastic bag and threw it in the dumpster out side the buildings. My husband was so very mad at me that we fought for days. I realized that night when I showing him where I saw the dog and all, that the piece of paper with the Lords flower and crosses and our names on it never moved an inch. It was still titled up against a wicker basket. Both of these things should have fallen when/if something had hit the wall hard enough to knock this heavy ceramic or whatever it was dog off the shelf below.

Now this leads me to my final story. Me and my husband were forced to sleep upstairs in the living room because our heat was messed. It seems that the thermostat was going crazy charging us 350 dollars a month during the winter for heat but we had no heat. I woke up in the middle of the night one night by someone saying my name in a very low but loud whisper if that makes any sense. I opened my eyes and listened but after a couple of seconds, closed them again when I didn’t here anything else. After I closed them I heard it again but this time I knew that I had heard it so I sat up and looked over at my husband. He was laying there with his eyes wide open and sweat coming down his face and arms. His body was stiff. It was like he was laying in sweat. I could see this from the fire that was still in the fireplace. I said his name and he never batted an eye. I said it again and as I said it again I touched him. His whole body convulsed and came off the floor like he had a seizer or something. I am shaking so hard just telling you guys about this. Anyway I jumped up and started yelling saying that this is F-ck-d Up! I am good and you are evil. I can’t live like this. I mean you guys I was freaking out. Anyway he told me after I calmed down that something was trying to enter his body and when I touched him it left. I had a heart to heart with this man and told him that I believed in Jesus even if I didn’t act like it sometimes and that it is Jesus that protects me. The Lord protected me against the dog and now him. I left him not long after this.

But I did see him a few years later and was happy to find out that he was a born again Christian. Other things have happened to me but NOT like these couple of stories. I hope no goes threw what I went threw for those couple of years.