Dark Angels

From: Jane (BabyBlueBoo57562@aol.com)
Story type: Angel
Location: Leeds, England
Source: Form Submission

I am not one to promote dark angels, but I feel this website contributes to people's beliefs in the paranormal and I feel it is important for society today to be aware that spirits are very common.

I am a born again Christian and throughout my family history, we have had a history of being psychic. I was staying in a church, or cult-whatever you want to call it-and one of the men there was regularly divulging in the spirit world and learning about the spiritworld.

Anyway, one day, he approached me and told me one or two things that had been told to him when he had been conversing to a few spirits. I have had visions as a child, one of which was meeting my dead Grandfather, and which ultimately converted me to a Christian. And he retold me the visions, which I had told no one.

I agreed to participate in a sort of exorcism. This was my mistake - if you see it that way. I didn't speak to the demons the first time I met them. I didn't see them at first - I felt their presence in the room and took part in exorcising them. I then became open to demonic attack 24/7.

What people don't understand is that there is a demonic war going on - against Satan and God. Across a field where I lived there were some witches that prayed against us every night, and at half past four every morning I was visited by a demon that stood by my door and watched me. Just watched me.

The thing is, I now know that they don't bother me. Demons are, to be honest, not very intelligent. I am on the 'good' side so I need not fear because God is protecting me.

I have had many experiences with spirits. The demonic spirits at first were the hardest to cope with. I was once discussing with this guy from the 'church' about how to improve my prophetic capability, when all of a sudden, this eerie prescence approached me. I was near a crowd of people so I calmly walked into the house and locked my self in the kitchen. A black shape then appeared opposite me and looked at me. I stood still - petrified. I took a step forward and the black apparition forced me up against the wall. All was silent. It was a clear threat - I wasn't strong enough to combat this demon. I crouched up on the floor and closed my eyes wishing it to leave. It didn't at first and said it would kill me if I shouted for a friend. I sat there and waited. Another friend of mine finally came into the room by breaking the door down and the demon disappeared.

I left soon after that. And was put in a mentsl hospital by my mother. The doctor's released me after a week after finding nothing wrong with me.

I expect to get an unwelcome visit tonight after telling you all this. I haven't spoken about them for a while as they are not worth mentioning. But I thought you should know...