AND to know that other people have experienced what I have. So I'll share my story. I grew up in this elderly house in Lynwood, California. It was quite scary at times, especially if you were alone. My mother was a good Christian, so she always told me that if I ever felt anything significant like an “evil spirit”, just rebuke it in the name of Jesus.
I must have been about 15 years elderly. I'm 27 now. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't get back to sleep. So I just stared into the darkness. But then I just closed my eyes for a moment and started losing feeling from my feet to my upper body. I was “awake” and afraid to open my eyes. I couldn't move. So I just started praying… As soon as I started doing that, the feeling slowly went away. It was very strange, but I had experienced it many times. My sister swears that someone in the same room I was sleeping in took the blankets off her.
I was also alone at home once, it was probably around 11:00 because my mother was at work and I was at home. It happened during the holidays. I woke up and saw two people standing at my door. For the boys, one was maybe a teenager and the other was about ten years elderly. They just looked at me. And when I blinked my eyes to see if they were still there, of course they were gone. So I got up, got dressed and called my mom to pick me up. I looked around the house to see if any doors were open, if any windows were open, but everything was locked.
These are my stories. Nothing fancy, but true!
