posted on Sep, 7 2010 @ 07:31 AM
It would sometimes also move sideways, or cock its head, but it never stopped looking at my direction. Every time this happened I was so afraid, I
could hardly breathe. Imagine you see this thing when you are only 3-4 years old! What would you do?
Exactly. I would gather all my courage and jump out of bed and run! I knew it was always slow, I can't' explain how I knew this, just as I always
knew that this demon should never touch me, and that light would scare it away.
The light switch in my room back then was too high for me, so what I would usually do is run outside to the kitchen and switch on the light. Other
nights if my parents' bedroom door was ajar, I would run in there and hide under the bed, where I would fall asleep. I would wake up the next morning
before my parents and then go back to my room as if nothing ever happened.
When you are that young and you tell your parents that you are afraid of the dark because you see something there, that's trying to get you, what do
you think they will do? My parents always thought this was normal child behavior to be afraid of the dark, and never took it seriously, at least not
About 3 years later my family moved to another country. (Due to my father's occupation.) It was a beautiful country in Europe, and I cannot explain
how happy I was at only the age of 6 to finally get rid of this demon. I thought I would be safe in a different country, and a new home. Boy was I
ever so wrong. It followed me. It showed up about 1 month after we had settled down. I knew it was the same entity, and it made feel so helpless. The
thing is it never went to my brother; it never went to any family member, only me. So what could I do, I continued to run out of the room every time I
saw it, and every time I had the same experience: seeing many twinkling white-silver sparkles, hundreds of them, then those suddenly disappearing,
then feeling a vacuum, and then seeing a whole in the corner of my room, and then the entity would step out of it and slowly, like in slow motion move
When I was 12 years old, my family moved to another country yet again due to my dad's job, and it was a neighboring country of the previous one in
Europe. I guess demons know no limits because it followed me again! But I have to admit that as I got older it started coming less often, only once a
week. Anyways I was 12 years old now, a preteen and felt that this had to stop some time. So one night I sat down with my parents and told them
everything, I mean everything that has been happening to me at night since I was 3. Thank heavens I was always an honest person, so my parents
believed me. My dad suggested I put a crucifix under my bed and pray every night before I go to sleep, and my mom bought me a little table lamp, that
I could turn on whenever I felt scared.
Now here comes the kicker, after I confessed this to my parents the entity stopped appearing in my room. I could sometimes still feel it, but I
couldn't see it anymore, and I wasn't afraid of it anymore. I guess the praying thing did work to some extent, although I must say that I sometimes
forgot to do it, I would just ask for my guardian angels to protect me instead.
My life, my nights were finally peaceful, and without any visits from this entity. For 9 years I could sleep through the night without having to run
out of my room because of this entity.
Then let's jump 9 years, to when I was 21 years old. I was already very good in meditation, had mastered reading tarot cards (my grandmother taught
me) and could see angels and spirits with my third eye, or see them in forms of silhouettes with my normal eyes. It happened at night. I was just
getting ready to sleep; I had turned of my lamp, and put the book next to my bed on the floor, when it happened again after 9 years. This demon was
there in my room, and slowly walking towards me and kept cocking its head in mockery, I felt to one side then the other. Then something happened that
had never happened before. I asked my guardian angels to please come and help me. Two angels appeared and I couldn’t see the demon anymore, but I
could hear them instead. They sounded like they were only a few feet above my head. I was sitting in my bed at that point. I heard the clashing of
swords, and felt wind in my room, although all my windows were closed. Then I heard the shrillest, screeching, high pitched scream you can ever
imagine, it was very long, it lasted for about 10 seconds, and it hurt my ears. After that the room felt very peaceful and quiet.
The angels had silver-golden wings, silver-golden armor, medium long brown hair, and what struck me as odd was that they looked like twins. Anyway one
of them spoke to me telepathically and said: 'It's over now. The demon is dead, and will never come back again.'