I would like to share one of many of my run-ins with the unexplained.Well a couple of years ago, before I moved to Gary,Indiana from Chicago, I lived in this little old cottage house. now I've lived there for 2 years and never had a problem being there. Until one day I got some terrifying news that my cousin I had just talked to the night before had been killed. My cousin and I was very close he was a few years older than I and he had just made 28 a few months prior. When we had talked the night before, he was just telling me that he was going to come and visit me that following day. Well appearently he never made it. from the shock of this all I was just totally devastated. I cryed and I cryed mercifully every night, and I thought about him 24/7 until a few days before his funeral. And one of those nights I could not sleep for some reason.it was around 4:30 am and this strange feeling that awoke me in the middle of the night wouldnt let me go back to sleep. so I just lay there in my dark room in my bed just starring out into blankness.when all of a sudden I felt this strange presence in my bedroom.
Now I've felt this presence many times before, so I knew it had to be something that I wasnt gonna be comfortable ! with. So I knew the routine, and I just closed my eyes waiting for whatever was gonna happen to happen and go away. All of a sudden I heard this sound, an unearthly sound one I have never heard in my life it sounded like it could of been the opening to the gates of hell.very faint and eerie sounding , I continued to listen on. All of a sudden I couldnt move or open my mouth I dont know if I could of opened my eyes but I didnt try either cause whatever was in the room with me, I did not want to see anyway. Then felt something applying pressure to my back(I was laying on my stomach) like some one was putting their hand on my back while kneeling down beside my bedside,and all of a sudden I hear my cousins voice speaking to me. He said " girl, you know I love you........." but it was like he wanted to finish the sentence but didnt, and since I couldnt move my mouth I responded in my mind saying,"I love you too." and pretty soon the pressure off my back was gone and I was able to move.
I had my 2 year old son in the bed with me, so when I was able to break free I grabbed him and got the hell out of my bedroom. I ran downstairs crying in complete fear! I've seen and heard spirits before but nothing has never spoken directly to me so this freaked me totally out.I woke up my friend who was downstairs asleep on the couch and I told her what had just happened. And I called my grandmother who was like 10 miles away,and who is a very religious and spiritual woman, and told her what had happened. And she assured me that that was not my cousin, infact it was the devil or an evil spirit trying to ! trick me into believing it was my cousin.
I didnt know what to believe, all I know is that it sounded like him. and damit I was scared. I really couldnt sleep now and it had started getting light outside by now and thats all I coould think about now was that little incident. afterwards i was scared to go in my bedroom, for that matter I was scared to go upstairs period. the funeral was approaching now and I dont know if I was prepared to go. But I got the courage to go anyway. it was sad and I could indeed "handle it" but when I got home it was more than I bargained for.That night we could hear noise upstairs and it was just my friend the baby and I. and we were all downstairs, and like I said no one dared to go upstairs after the night before,we heard banging, bumping and stomping like some body was having a damn party in my house.we tryed to ignore it and it just got louder and worse. we couldnt sleep for weeks. we would just leave and come back at night when we tryed! to get some sleep.we all slept on the sectional couch together under the sheets to hear stuff being thrown down the stairs,or somebody running full-speed down the stairs very hard. It just got to the point where I couldnt take it any more and it almost drove me crazy.so I seeked help from a sister-in-law who also was vey spiritual.
She explained to me that by talking to my cousin peroid opened the door for evil spirits to come in and invade my house. and by crying over him and mourning over him the way I did invited him to my home.(and I strongly advise against that) So she told me that i had to command them in Gods name to leave my house immediately.so I got a bible and read a few scriptures and opened my front door and went through my house from top to bottom praying and demanding the spirits leave in Gods name and ever since we had peaceful nights there.until I moved. Which had nothing to do with the spirits. But I'll know from experience when people die, LET THEM ! GO IN PEACE!
HI Mrs E,
I have some different perspectives on your story but I very much agree that God's word rules all.I've been working with spirits and listening hundreds even thousands of true life run-ins with spirits in the last 4 years. I've worked with many psychics and felt the presence of spirits many times. What you were told is correct.
To think heavily and dwell heavily on spirits of the departed will attract them to you. This isn't always a bad thing though. It gives you a chance to say your piece to them, them to say their piece to you(if you can listen) and then you to let them go. Asking them and then telling them( if you need to)in no uncertain terms to leave will remove a spirit from your house in many cases, that is, if the spirit came to see you and isn't attached to the house itself.
Many people come to me and tell me of visits from loved ones, especially after they have just passed on(my own Grandfather came back to visit and was seen by 2 people at the same time!). My advice is always to have a good heart to heart coversation with them. Try to listen to what they have to say and then at the end of it ask them to move on to the light and let you go.
Explaining to the spirit it is making you afraid will help ease things too. There aren't many spirits that want to be a burden on anyone.
I can't say for sure what was in your house but I think you cousin simply wanted to say his goodbyes and threw a temper tantrum when he couldn't. Then again maybe something had been in your house that was evil and this was it's chance to get at you. I can't say for sure,I wasn't there. In my experience evil will not use the word love.
Again, Gods word is the law and makes everything alright in the end.I'm glad everything worked out for you. If you ever run into something like this again, just ask it to please leave you alone and go home to God. Spirits are often around us. We simply fail to notice them.