My First Demon

Today I'd like to touch on the first demon I ever faced. The home owner said sounds was heard day and night, with it becoming worse around midnight. It was reported you could hear someone walking up to the bedroom door where you slept and would just stop. The wanted answers and the wanted them yesterday. I knew something of the neighborhood hood and indeed several had passed on there. Curt my best friend agreed as he always did to help me out. I was pleased because hes someone I'd trust with my life, and one of a handful of people I had 100% faith in. Neither of us could find out anything that had happened there around midnight to cause the replay on a nighty basis. As the time clicked away the house did seem to become active. Noises cold spots, the hair standing up for as far as we knew,no reason. The walking started on time as if on cue, the hardwood floor noisy as it went right past me within inches of my face. Hair stood up and all eyes were trained on the place where it stopped. You could feel eyes glaring at you as if in shock you were there. WHAM came from the back of the house and started in our direction making enough noise you could feel it in the floor. Now everyone ran to that side of the house to see what had fallen or been disturbed  , and we saw nothing awry or out of place. All the doors were locked behind us as we entered, windows closed so no puff of wind had slammed anything. This was also the first time I can remember trying provoking. It is not a great idea to be over confident in anything much less overconfident in skills you don't possess yet. As I did the house got quite and started once again. I had learned from the great rat invasion I spoke of earlier  in my blog that the animal world it seems likes to scare the daylights out of it's human counterparts, so I had already found out that they had no pets or infestations that was causing this to appear haunting and, yet not be haunted. I wanted to see if there was anything underneath that was causing any of the noise. I found out there was was way under the house at the other end so Curt and I went outside. People who know me know I have two great fears, sharks and spiders. I learned to dive to face my fear of sharks, and I  chose a Colt 45 Model 1911 to face my fear of spiders. Curt know this so being the friend that he is offered to do the deed. Now I have a code that I will never ask someone to do something work wise that I will not do myself. I took the flashlight and started to decent under. Granted I'm a 200 pound man and getting is here was like trying to get in a wetsuit while wet. Several places demanded you dig with your hands to keep moving forward. Now I'm no fool but I'm no genius either so I made up my mind that this flashlight needed to stay off until I was sure I was at a place where I could see all I needed to see without seeing too much, then proceed to turn it off and get out quick. The first few clicks the light just would not come on. Spirits can drain the energy of things such as batteries as a way to manifest and I knew the batteries were fresh because I'd tested and changed them myself. Curt was yelling asking if I was okay about the time the light came on. Thats when it hissed, I screamed, the dog barked, and Curt yelled as well. There I was nearly stuck under a house and nose to nose with one family of pissed off possums. Red eyes glowing and close enough when it hissed the spit hit the face. I wished at the moment that I thought I was going to get my face chewed off, that I wished I'd taken Curt up on the offer and sent him instead. Until this day I can't tell you how I did it but it's been said I came out from underneath it backwards in one fell swoop! I never knew what happened  to the possum family and I haven't cared much about it either. Now dirty and scared I had to admit to the lady of the house why I was screaming like a child and we still knew nothing about what was going on inside the hose but the plumbing looked good. When all had calmed down we noticed the noise had stopped as well. We left for the evening and came back for the second day. Right on cue the noise started and it kept it up until around three that morning and stopped.  I had to explain what a residual haunting was and that most of the time they seemed harmless outside of the scare factor. My advice was to have the house blessed and she call the Baptist Church and the pastor came by. After speaking with the family He said a prayer and stated to feel free to call him if needed. The noise stopped the as I know no one who has lived there has had any issues since. Until today I find myself really hating possums. Nature 2, me 0.. Until the next time..........