I have always fancied myself as a strong, intelligent and sensible person among other positive attributes, but that's my opinion, if you ask my daughter she'll say I make decisions to quickly before doing my research and she's probably right. I have a great relationship with my daughter Joy and my son-in-law Ramon and it took some time to cultivate the warm and fuzzy kind of thing but I think we're there and it's all good. Ok now to the subject on which I would like to expound on for your entertainment or maybe you will get a little more than entertainment out of it, we'll see.

I'm feeling tired on this particular night and so I take my leave and prepare for bed. My daughter Joy and her husband Ramon are staying up to watch some program on the television. It's been hectic for us since we moved to Albuquerque and it seems like it's taking so long to settle in to this new house. Now before I go any further, let me tell you about Bob. He was an older man who came into our lives and lingered to long as far as I was concerned. He seemed to be nice enough, however Bob had plans that I was unaware of and had I known I would have run him off very quickly. I had asked Bob to leave our home because it seemed that when he was around, to coin a popular phrase, "all hell broke loose". He made me feel uneasy for some strange reason. It was obvious that he wanted a relationship although I was not in the least attracted to him. As I lay there asleep, I suddenly awoke to a strange feeling as if someone was in the room with me. It was an eery feeling that was soon interrupted by this jolt which felt like I had been pounced on but there was no one there. I felt fully awake and realized I should get moving so I jumped out of bed and ran out into the hall, or so I thought. I knocked on the door of the adjacent bedroom at the end of the hall.and I heard my daughter,s voice answer, I asked her to come over to my room because I felt there was something strange going on. She said "ok", and so I waited for a bit and decided to go back to my room a little annoyed that she was taking to long, Suddenly I am jolted awake and feel something in the bedroom, I realized that I must have been dreaming but this time I am fully awake, I tried to sit up and couldn't, I gave it a huge effort, and after what seemed like a long time I was able to sit up and run out of the room I repeated the same trip down the hall but this time I was fully conscious. I knocked on the bedroom door. My daughter quickly came out and I told her that something scarey was happening. She let me know that she was aware although she did not want to talk about it. She suggested that we should go back to bed and talk about it in the morning. She lay down with me and I eventually fell asleep. That morning we shared the details of the nights' events. I realized that Joy and Ramon had been under attack as well. They described an extreme temperature drop in the room and a heaviness as if gravity had suddenly pressed upon them and it was almost to heavy to bear. In the dark of their room all they could do was lay there and that's when I knocked on their door. I was unaware of their dilemma at the time that I was knocking on their but that morning when they shared with me their experience I felt sorry that Ramon had been left alone in that room for the entire night after I I took Joy with me to my room. They also shared with me that while they were in the front room watching television that same night they had seen a figure of a woman cross the hallway from my bedroom into theirs. This was chilling and very scarey. They told me they thought it was me but realized quickly that it wasn't. After that night, we became 3 haunted targets that didn't really know our attackers and where they came from or who and what they were or what they wanted. It was quite surreal. The whole atmosphere in the house seemed cold, hard, and threatening. There was a feel of someone lurking in the shadows and behind every door and in every corner daring us to enter. We prayed hard and consistently since we are Christian and God is strong in our lives. I remember how tough it was to just go into the house or manuever around from one room to another, it took most of our strength to stay for long as if our energy was being sapped out of our bodies by something unseen. One of my vivid memories of that whole episode was the time we decided to sleep on the floor because the feeling in our bedroom was heavy, cold and scarey so we lay down all three of us in a row and tried to fall asleep. Suddenly I felt footsteps quick and heavy all around where we lay. I was paralyzed for about 2 minutes maybe longer, finally I was able to speak and I told Joy, "I'm outta here, if you two want to brave it out and stay go ahead but I'm gone"! They quickly jumped up, I grabbed my keys and we ran out the door. That night we slept in a motel. We stayed in a motel for a week coming and going but not spending much time in the house. About one week or so later I got a visit from Bob, we had a long talk and I told him about the things that were going on. He didn't seem to concerned but he sympathized with us somewhat. We continued to see each other and one day he asked me if I would marry him and to my own bewilderment I said yes. Sometime after that, he told me that he had been seeing some native american friends of his and that they knew how to help us get rid of the problem we were experiencing at the house. I was all for it, however, I was suspicious all of a sudden. For some reason I felt like he wasn't being totally truthful, like he was hiding something and so I began asking more and more questions. One night Bob drove Joy and I to the community centre and he said he would pick us up in a couple of hours. A couple of hours later as we waited for our ride, I noticed what I was sure was Bob's truck, it looked alot like Bob's but as I looked closer I saw an Indian man behind the wheel. We waited and the truck went around and came right up to us, to my surprise it was Bob and it looked like Bob not an Indian man. I will never forget that incident because I couldn't figure out why I saw what I did. Slowly and methodically I unraveled the mystery (I have a bit of investigator in me) and before I had the chance to confront Bob, he confessed that he had taken some of my personal belongings meaning some hair from my hair brush and things like that. He said he was desperate for me to be his wife and he knew I would never concede so he employed his native american friends who knew a medicine man and they "buried me". which is a term used in the native american culture when they ritualize someone. The process involves digging a hole putting items that belong to the person you want to cast your spell on, lighting it all on fire and reciting encantations over it. I was furious that someone would override another persons will in such an evil manner. I wanted nothing more to do with him and I would have thought he was crazy if I hadn't experienced the supernatural events prior to his confession. He begged my forgiveness and I did forgive him after a while but our fragile relationship was forever gone. We moved out of the house and eventually things started to return to normal, however, the terror stayed for a long time after. Bob died a year ago, a lonely, divorced and very haunted man. There are very ugly and terrifying consequences to dabbling in such things.  I am stronger for the experience and I now know there is something to those stories about encantations etc. things I didn't believe or would have never believed if someone had told me. These events actually took place although the reality and horror of it I may have failed to find accurate words to describe. I can talk about it now because I am back in the very normal realm of things but I will never forget that there is a dangerous and very scarey dimension just waiting for an opportunity to invade our world.  This is a warning to anyone that is foolish enough to even think about it!!!  If you want to get into the spirit world pick up a Bible and work on that.  Read John 3:16 for starters.  Will you be able to handle that?  The Bible has the roller coaster of a lifetime within it's covers.