Demonic Attacks Are Real
Attacks in the Night: My Story
Many people no longer believe in a world that exists outside of the reality that they can see, touch, or hear. I, for one, know there is a spiritual world that exists, a world that we are oblivious to until we experience it for ourselves. I have had several experiences with demonic entities that terrorized me as a child and then recurred in adulthood: the following is my story.
Grabbing Hands in the Night
I was raised Pentecostal and taught to believe in the spiritual world. My earliest experience with demons that I can remember happened when I was about eleven. I was in bed one night trying to go to sleep when I felt something grab my foot from the end of the bed. My eyes popped open but there was nothing there. I immediately screamed for my mother, who came in and prayed with me. It was a long while before I was able to go sleep.
Strange Smells in the Middle of the Night
Over the next couple of years, I had numerous experiences. My most common experience was of a smell that seemed to be present only at night. The best way to describe it is that it smelled like sulfur and vomit combined. Every night for over a year, I'd smell that odor when I was alone in my bed. The smell would be accompanied by an overwhelming feeling of fear. My heart would race and feel like it was beating out of my chest. Every night when I smelled it and felt the fear, I would pray. After I prayed, the smell would dissipate for the rest of the night.
Awakened by Whispers
Several times I was awakened by something whispering my name in my ear. It always sounded so real that I would get out of bed and check my room to see if my brothers were playing a joke on me, but I was alone. My brothers were always asleep, even though I knew it couldn't be them because I'd awake immediately and there wasn't enough time for them to get out of my room without being seen. Still, I always checked just to be certain.
Night Terrors in Adulthood: Frozen Muscles
When I turned 15, the nightly visits seemed to stop. I grew up, had some kids, and went about life as normal people do: work, home, kids, and maintaining my marriage. I had not had any inexplicable nighttime experiences for many years so I rarely even thought about it anymore. When I was 23 my marriage fell apart, we split, and I started putting the kids to sleep in my bed because I felt more comfortable having them with me at night for safety reasons. A woman living alone with small children was an easy target, so it made me feel better knowing that my kids were in bed with me in case something happened.
About two months after the split, the kids and I were in bed by 9:00. I was asleep in the middle with the kids around me when a cramp in my face woke me. It felt like my facial muscles were being pulled back into a grimace. I reached my hand up without opening my eyes and felt the strange expression with my fingers and massaged my face to relax it.
My first thought was I was just having a strange muscle cramp, so kept my eyes closed and tried to fall back asleep. A few minutes later I started feeling it again and this time, I attempted to open my eyes, without success. I thought, okay now, I must be dreaming, and continued to try to open my eyes and when I finally did, all I could see in front of me was black. I knew that wasn't right because I always slept with my bathroom light on in case the kids woke up during the night to go to the bathroom. I quickly closed my eyes again and when I opened my eyes again a few seconds later, I could actually see.
At that point, I was wide awake. I lay there for a moment looking around and thinking, wow, what the heck was that? As I turned to look toward my vanity, I saw a shadow pass twice over the wall. In my bedroom there's a wall I can't see from the bed but could see in the reflection of the vanity mirror, and on that wall, there was a shadow. The shape looked like a silhouette of a head and shoulders.
That's when I knew I had experienced an attack of some sort. I jumped out of bed and went to get the phone so I could call my mom. I was scared crap-less. I had never experienced actually seeing something, and it scared the bejesus out of me. I was unable to reach my mother, so I had my brother, who was staying with me at the time, sleep on a pallet on my floor because I did not want to wake the kids up and scare them, too.
How I Stopped the Terrifying Night Visits
The next day, I had both my parents come and bless and anoint my home. They prayed throughout the house, and when they were finished, my mom confirmed that something had been trying to attack me and had remained there after the episode. She said that now it was gone and would not come back on the property because of their prayers.
Since my home was blessed, I have not had another problem. I am a firm believer that there are demonic spirits that are out to destroy us. I believe that there are angels sent to protect us as well. It's the spiritual warfare between demonic and angelic spirits, the battle between good and evil, that spills onto the worldly plain, visible to anyone that is willing to look.
I would be interested in hearing your personal experiences with the spiritual world. Please leave a comment and tell me your story.