Demon Visit

I had just finished school, got a job and was able to move into my own apartment for the first time. It was a very exciting time for me in my life. I met the landlady who was French and she told me she was a Christian and invited me to go to church with her which I accepted as I was also a new Christian. She often invited me to go on prayer walks, praying for the community and there was one time when she had a small church meeting in her apartment where some other young people like myself attended. The only thing about this one meeting was that they were trying to cast out a demon which they believe was oppressing another young guy. He was kneeling on the floor, shaking and drooling. Another young guy was yelling in the young guys ear demanding that the demon leave him. I was afraid and was not quite happy with what I saw so I finally left. This was around the time when churches were going through a “fad” where people started laughing uncontrollably, barking like dogs, crowing like roosters and just acted strange. I was invited to one such meeting by the landlady where I decided to see what all the fuss was about. At the meeting we were told to all hold hands while the main pastor would pray. Soon people were falling over, and acting strange, I can’t remember everything that happened but I found myself on the floor, rotating on my left elbow with my feet moving me, anticlockwise!!! I still don’t recollect how I ended up that way but it was scary. My friends had to carry me out to the car as I couldn’t walk. Now that I am older now, I really feel that this was not Godly at all, but perhaps a demonic thing.

One evening I was alone in my apartment, I had just finished praying and reading my bible and decided it was time for bed. I left my bible on the floor next to my bed and got up to switch the light off by the bedroom door. After settling down back in bed again, I suddenly felt afraid. You see, I faced the toilet from where my bed was and the light outside the apartment would shine into the bathroom and toilet area. The feeling was unnerving because I didn’t know why I was suddenly so afraid. I could feel an evil presence in my room and suddenly short demon hands shot up out of the toilet and rested them on the toilet seat and it pushed itself up from the toilet. Its head was big and bald, its eyes were sunk deep into its scull, its mouth unnaturally wide and its teeth were thin and long and dirty. It seemed to grin at me which increased my fear and I started hyperventilating. I remember thinking to myself, “If I could just grab my bible on the floor then everything would be ok”. Just as I leaned over the side of the bed to get the bible, a huge, hairy demon hand shot out from under my bed and placed its hand over my bible, preventing me from getting to it. Its hand was dark and leathery, and its nails thick and sharp, like claws. The only thing I could think of then, was to get up and switch the bedroom light on. I had to convince myself to get up as I was afraid that the demon under my bed would grab my foot once it hit the floor. So I eventually jumped up, ran along the bed and jumped as far as I could to get to the bedroom light. I quickly switched it on and looked around. No demons!!! But I could still feel their presence. It seemed like they fed on my fear. I immediately left my apartment and went to the landlady. She took her bible and some anointing oil and asked another guy who was also a Christian to help her. They went into my apartment praying and anointed all the windows and doors and my headboard with a cross and commanded and prayed for the demons to leave and to never return. Eventually I went back in and I could immediately feel the difference in the atmosphere…. It felt lighter. They gave me something to help me sleep and sat with me until I fell asleep. They assured me that I would be ok. I slept through that night at least, but I remember sleeping with the light on for quite a while. They never returned, but soon after my incident, my twin sister had a visitation as well. She was sleeping in her bed in her own apartment and suddenly woke up with a start as she couldn’t breathe. She told me it felt like someone was pushing down on her chest and she struggled to move or breathe. Then all of a sudden she lifted off the bed by about 20cm and just hung there. She tried to scream but couldn’t. She remembered thinking, “Jesus help me, Jesus help me”…. Soon after she dropped back onto the bed and she could breathe again. She was out of that apartment so quickly and went to her friend, one of her neighbors and slept there for a few nights.

I have to wonder what allowed the demons to visit us, was it the strange church meeting? The exorcism? Or something else?