posted on Oct, 16 2012 @ 07:59 PM
About Me, my family, and this post
My name is David, i am from Southern California. I've been a long time lurker her on ATS. Although i have signed up a while back, i haven't really
posted much, so getting to those 20 posts was very difficult since i feel like there are people with much more knowledge and time to post great and
meaningful replies. Please forgive any grammatical errors and my lack of knowledge in religion, as i am not too religious, and i don't know much
about prayer, etc. I will use shortened or nicknames out of respect for SOME of my family. Anyway, this happened at my grandmother's house on a
sunday around 8pm in 2005. We use to live in a mobile home park and her house was about 10 houses away from mine. Our families were praying for my
grandmother's father who had passed. What we were doing was a "novena" as in "nueve" (nine in spanish) in which you pray for 9 days for whatever
reason. On this last day, i was not there. I was at my house because my grandfather from my dad's side came to visit. A lot of my family was at my
grandmother's house, praying. The rest, including my grandmother, were in Mexico to be there for my great-grandfather's funeral, etc.
My grandmother is extremely religious. She prays every night with her husband of almost 60 years, was very involved in church, retreats, and has had
her share of experiencing the paranormal. Most of my family is religious, especially my grandmother's sons and daughters. My great- grandfather was a
well known and respected man. News of his death spread far, and i would not doubt that many other people and families were also praying for him as we
were, perhaps at the same time. I mention this because it might have something to do with what happened that night.
A couple nights ago, my mother agreed to talk to us about what happened the night of the demonic or spiritual possession after my siblings and I were
discussing movies and movie topics. My brother was the one who asked her about that night, not knowing how much fear and anxiety she still has about
it. For 8 years, i have been holding off about asking her about that night because she swore to never talk about it again, and i didn't want to make
her nervous again. She has had anxiety and heart related issues since that night, and only recently started getting better. Yet i still held off from
asking her about it because i didn't want her to get sick again. For years i have been wanting to share my story in a forum like this. But i wanted
to wait until i heard it from the mouth of my mother. There is not another person i respect and love more than my mother, except for my little girl. I
have interviewed most people that were there that night. Cousins, brothers, uncles, but i held off until i heard it in my mother's own words.
Everything she told me was the same as everyone else's story. The people that were possessed did not have much recollection of what happened, so
getting the story from my mother and uncle was key. As i said, i got my mom to tell my the story, and then last night i got my uncle "Rick" to tell
his version, which was the same as well. So now i share with you the story, and i welcome anyone with any answers, advice, explanations, (scientific,
logical, or not) I just need help understanding why it happened, why to them. Was it from the Novena, was it from everyone praying at the same time,
or something someone said? I recorded my mom and my uncle without them knowing when they were telling the story. I would have no problem sharing this
audio with anyone that truly wants to know more, wants to help, or shows great interest.
My great grandfather had passed away, so my grandmother and some of my uncles went to his home in Mexico to be there for the funeral, etc. The rest of
the family, gathered at my grandmother's house to start a "Novena" (explained above) and they prayed at the same time as the rest of the fam in
mexico. Since my great-grandfather was a well known and respected man, i don't doubt that there were many more people and families praying for him as
well. On the ninth day, i was not there. I was in my house, a minute away because my dad's father came to visit from mexico on an unrelated vacation
type visit. The following is what happened in that house as told to me by over 10 of my relatives after they finished praying:
Everyone felt very happy, to be together. My cousin said she felt "the spirit of the lord" inside her. We sometimes use that as a way to express
happiness, but this time, she really meant it. She said she felt it, and she was very happy to see some of my aunts there after many years. Cari's
dad Jose, for some reason got jealous of Cari because he too wanted to feel what Cari felt, so, in the form of a prayer, he said "Lord, why cant we
all feel what Cari is feeling? we want to feel you too, why just her?" Jose has been Known to be envious and jealous in the past about money, cars,
houses, etc so this wasnt really a suprise or out of the ordinary. Now that we think about it, we believe it was wrong for him to say this, especially
in the form of a prayer, like calling God out on it.
At this time, my little girl cousin "Fern" age 14 thought to herself that everyone sounds ridiculous. (we know what she was thinking because we
asked her later what was going in her head before IT happened) She thought all this lovey-dovey type stuff was just lies, especially because Cari said
it was nice to see one of my aunts again, an aunt that Fern thinks is mean, etc. She basically, she was rolling her eyes and scoffing in her mind.
Suddenly, she started crying, louder and louder until she collapsed. They helped her up, but all she said was that she sees a big black dog, and to
get the dog out of here. They sat her down on the couch but her legs shot straight out and she felt cramps, and extreme coldness on her feet. She then
stopped crying and yelling, then looked at my mom with a very evil look on her face, as if my mom caught her attention, but then continued hitting,
crying and screaming hysterically about the dog so Fern's dad, Albert, my uncle Rick, my mom, Cari, Jose and others took her to my grandmother's
room and layed her on the bed.
Again, she paused for a second, looked at my mom again with an indescribably evil look that made my mom tremble. Nothing happened. But when she turned
to look at Bert, Bert just flew back and hit the wall as if he was shoved by some invisible force. My uncle Bert started to moan and writhe in pain.
(we believe the demon that was inside Fern wanted to transfer into my moms body. But my mom had taken comunion and confessed her sins in church
earlier. i think thats what you call it in english. Where the priest gave her the round thing to eat.) At one point, he was laying on his side, and
ran in a circle, kicking everyone and hitting all who tried to come near. Fern seemed to be coming back to normal, so they took her back to the living
room. By then, they realized that this must be the devil so some of them started praying, others were screaming "get out satan" (which might have
been bad) but they were scared out of their minds and didnt know what to do. My Uncle Rick hugged my uncle Bert and did not care to be hit on, spat
on, or yelled at. He was not scared of him. He wanted to protect his brother.