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 most of them with demonic entities that terrorized me as a child. The following is my story.

From birth I was raised in a Pentecostal Church and taught to believe in the spiritual world. The earliest experience with the demonic that I can remember is 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 and there was nothing there and I immediately screamed for my mother. My mother came in and prayed with me and it was a long while that night before I was able to go sleep.

Over the next couple of years I had numerous experiences. The most common experience I would have was a smell that seemed to only appear at night. The best way to describe it was the smell of sulfur and vomit combined. Every night for over a year the smell would appear after 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 as soon I smelled it and felt the fear I would pray and as I would pray the smell would vanish for the rest of the night.

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 and when I would go check my brothers room they were always asleep. I knew it wasn't them because I would awake immediately and there was not enough time for them to escape without being seen. But I always checked just to be certain.

When I turned 15 the nightly visitors seem to stop. I grew up had some kids and went about life as normal people do, work, home, kids, maintaining my marriage. When I was 23 my marriage fell apart and we split. I had not had any experiences for several years so I rarely even thought about it anymore. After the split I started sleeping with the kids in my bed because I felt more comfortable having them in bed 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  2 months after the split me and the kids were in bed by 9:00 and I was asleep in the middle with the kids around me. I started slowly coming awake with a feeling like my face was cramping. It felt like my facial muscles were pulled back into an permanent grimace. I reached my hand up without opening my eyes and massaged my face back into place, and it was actually pulled back into a grimace. My first thought was I was just having a muscle cramp of some strange sort.

So I attempted to go back to sleep. At this point I had never opened my eyes. A few minutes later I started feeling it again this time I attempted to open my eyes without success, I thought okay now I am dreaming and continued to try and open my eyes. When I finally got my eyes open 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, my face went back to normal and I opened my eyes again a few seconds later and could actually see and yes, I was wide awake.

 I layed there for a moment looking around and thinking "WOW, what the heck was that." As I turned to look toward the retreat off to the side of my bedroom where my vanity was I saw a shadow pass twice over the wall. The shape looked like a sillouette of a head and shoulders. It was actually a double reflection cast from the light across the room from the bathroom to the vanity to the wall which reflected back to the vanity. Then I knew I had experienced and attack of some sort.

I jumped out of bed and went to retrieve the phone so I could call my mom. I was scared crap-less. I had never experienced actually seeing something and just seeing 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 palette on my floor because I did not want to wake the kids up and scare them too.

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 for me that it was trying to attack me and had remained there after the episode. But she stated that it was gone and it would not come back on the property because my father had also prayed and anointed it as well. I have not had another problem with the demonic since my home was blessed and have not experienced anything worthy of note.

I am a firm believer that there are demonic spirits out there that are out to destroy us. I also 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 for anyone to see that is willing to look.

I would be interested in hearing any other personal experiences with the spiritual world. Please leave a comment and tell me your story.