reply to post by Seraphiel
I have done it before, the method I used I will not tell. I am a sculpter in clay and that was my visualization for the demon I brought forth. When I
was younger I was really involved in spells, chanting and other things occult. Witches beilieve you need a pentagram, a sacred knife, thats all
What I envisioned was something very small, a lesser deamon, something I thought I could control, something to play around with. I thought I had
protected myself well enough, but man was I wrong. The deamon that I created or released was about 1 1/2 ft tall, extremely well muscled, yet the
muscles were not like the human form, there were more in number and twisted, the face had no mouth or nose, just two glowing red eyes. The glow was
not really that strong, just a faint glow, otherwise they were deep black and shiny.
Here is were the story begins...I forgot about it after a time, was out playing ghost in the graveyard with friends, I was 13 at the time. It was
pretty dark that night, the sky was clear, no wind, pretty warm and we were running around with flashlights. I jumped over a fence into my neihbors
yard and hid behind his shed, no one else was around me. The fenced yard was surrounded by thick bushes about 6ft high on the outside of the fence.
I could hear my friends off to the left around 500-700 ft away, I was alone. I heard a rustling sound in front of me by the outside of the fence about
10ft away. Instantly the hair on my neck went up and I got a very cold chill. The noise was getting louder, like the bushes being pulled aside, I
shined my flashlight where the sound was coming from and saw nothing.
As soon as I shined the light in front of me, the fence stated shaking, this was one of those cheap wire fences with the green rubber lattice. The
shaking got more violent, I counldnt move my light from the spot. There was nothing there shaking the fence like a madman and from the height of about
1 1/2 feet from the ground. I could see where something was grabbing onto the fence because the metal was bending where there would be 2 hands holding
I could not believe what I was not seeing, I called out to my friends and got no answer, they gave up trying to find me already and went inside. The
first image that came to my mind was it, the thing I created. I could see it, but I knew what it was. The shaking stopped and the running began, it
ran back and forth trying to get past the fence, it tore through the bushes like paper, it seemed violent and very angry.
I ran to the front yard and jumped over the fence without touching it with all the speed I could gather to get to my friends house. I told them about
what I saw or experienced and they didnt believe me until they saw the eyes. There in fornt of my friends house was a large pine tree and hiding by
the base of the tree were 2 red glowing eyes. Everyone freaked out, only myself and my best friend were involved in this, the others had no idea what
we had done. We locked all the doors and windows and didnt sleep all night, we sat there looking out the window until dawn. The eyes were gone, but I
still felt something out there.
Three years later I saw it again, this time with another friend while camping. We were hiking down a trail when I heard and felt it again. It was not
yet dark enough to need flashlights, something caught my eye down another trail, there it was watching, following, waiting for something. My friend
was pretty freaked out by now and tried to dismiss it as a dear or something until we walked towards it. You could not see it to well, the skin was
weird, it blended in very well with the terrain and seemed to shift color in the light. The eyes looked a little different, not red, much closer to
We crept closer to it, it was bobbing its head back and forth, up and down, we were about 25ft away now. My friend turned on his flashlight, shined it
directly at it and it seemed to disapear except for the eyes, the eyes didnt glow with light shined on them, then turned shiny black.
By now, my friend realized this was no dear and decided to run back to camp, I didnt know he could run that fast. We slept cramped in my car all
night. I knew that it was always there, where ever I went, it would be there, I could feel it, I could sense it.
The next year I got job in a retail store, there was one woman i worked with that I cound not stand. I was on break and she wanted me to leave my
break early and get stuff from the stockroom for her. I told her sure, after my break. She then started ripping into me about how I have to help her
now or she would go to management, I told her shup up. She started leaving swearing at me as she walked down the stairs from the breakroom.
What popped into my mind right then with furious anger was it taking care of her, making her shut her mouth. The next instant she tumbled down the
stairs breaking her ankle and wrist, I smiled with glee. She told everyone that it felt like something grabbed her leg and pushed her down. I felt
something in my mind that was unlike me, something black and twisted.
Did it do my bidding, what the hell happened to me, why was i laughing at this woman that just got seriously injured? The pure anger that was growing
in me over the years was because of this thing, I got into fights with everyone over the smallest things and then bad things would happen to them
Its now 17 years later, I burried my sculpture in a safe place, I can still feel it out there, not as strong now but still there. Still to this day I
wonder what it did for me, who it hurt and how long it will remain. All of this is 100% true, it happened to me and some of my friends, to this day,
they still bring up the eyes they saw.