Date: 4/19/17
Black female, 33 years
I’ve always believed in God. I dreamed once of a white light that was full of energy and felt so good.
I said, “If it’s You, touch my hand”, and He did.
A demon bothers me. Because of my relationship with God, he would beat on me, drag me around, etc. I was scared. I would call for God.
One time, I tricked him and acted like I was attracted to him so he would leave me alone. He came back next time in the form of my husband. In the dream, I thought maybe it wasn’t my husband - but it looked like him. His penis was weird like bent and crooked and I pointed it out to him and he straightened it out.
I said to him, “You kinda don’t seem like my husband.” His eyes were weird.
After sex, he said, “You’re right. I'm not your husband.”
I just had a baby. I sometimes look at my baby and hope… the next time he came back, I told him no. It seemed like there was a shield around me.
After that, he would come back. I couldn't sleep because I don’t want him in my dreams. My bedroom is the only one on the 2nd floor. I would hear him coming up the stairs and I would think, here come this (expletive).
I would ask, “What are you doing here? What do you want?”
He came back again and pointed in my face so I bit his finger off. It grew back with a long nail attached to it. He poked me all over my body. When he poked me in my stomach, it hurt so bad that I woke up. My stomach was bleeding.
I saw that demon once before - this same skinny demon standing years ago at the end of my bed. I called a friend to come and be with me because I was scared. He said that in my sleep, I was shaking and hyperventilating.
When I fall asleep, if I see darkness I know the demons are coming. One demon I fought had electricity for hands.
Me and my husband started having problems. It was like this dark object was trying to attach itself to both of us - like whatever was on me was trying to find something else to jump on because it couldn’t stay on me. At that time it was like a negative energy surrounded us.
Me and my sister had the same dream once of a demon chasing us. She was running and scared of him. I was running behind it.
About a month ago, my kids told me there was something in the house. Sometime later I was home alone. I was applying cosmetics and I heard someone in the house. I distinctly heard a door close and someone walk through the house. I thought it was my husband so I called out for him, but no answer, so I went looking.
I go in the basement; come back upstairs. I look all over even moving the fridge. Something hits me on the butt but I don’t see anything. I move the fridge again and out of my peripheral someone walks through the living room right past me.
I have a relationship with God. When you know better, you have to do better. Those who continue to succumb are weak in temptation or weak in God.
Because the Lord loves me.