Ive been working along side with Rev. Kevin here in my home town for about 4 years, helping him clean houses or just let him know of paranormal activity in a house hold that a family seeks help in.
Well i got my work cut out for me.. ive never met a Demon face to face like i did the night of the 9th at 7:47pm. its hard to talk about at times, so ill just write it here..
Justine is 4 years old and keeps getting bothered at times in her play room, as well as her covers being pulled off of her in her room. the baby monitor that has a camera built in has witnessed this several times.
When i walk in for the first time into the house after meeting with the family and getting there stories. i was hit in the face with a sour smell that watered my eyes and nose. i didn't make it to the child's room the person or demon met me in the hall. it was hard to see him/her, i just had the feeling that i was being stopped and could not go any further into the house. i asked out loud " What do you want?", then turned and walked away. the dad has a music studio just at the door i was stopped at and had this tape on Rec while he left the house, he says he does that at times, thanks for the TV shows giving him the tip..
A few days later the Justine is doing much better, she has a friend the mother says that has kept her busy and away from her playroom, her dad Thomas give me and the Rev, the tape and scheduled a meet to clean the house while they will be out of town.
The tape recorded my voice asking " what do you want?" the person or demon replied right after me, " I want the girl"..
Father cleaned the house without me. i thought it would be best.
ive been having a lucid dream about defeating something evil,in fact many of them. I was also in the presense of others who ended up dying to the spirits. It was pitch black darkness , we were holding weapons , and in a enclosed building of some sort . I felt sadness in those who died as if it was real . And only when I defeated them did I find the way out of the building.
I knew in my dream that my real body had to use the bathroom. I tried to wake up, but would wake into another dream. I would walk out of the room, spot something wrong, get irritated I wasn't "really" awake, go back to bed, and repeat the sequence a few times. I finally woke for real and relieved that I would be able to relieve myself.
Dreams are just dreams, thats what my new dr tells me.. i know he peerd into my files and read among all the lucid dream stories ive placed. please lets not forget the sleep tests and old dr input.. well i guess ill just have to keep to myself once more.. at least i can share with you guys.. thank you for listening.. Ill have more dreams up soon, just have to set time to type em up..
good night
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