Reader Submission: Sanctuary Spirit

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“I grew up on an animal sanctuary in the countryside of Pennsylvania. My parents worked and built the place from scratch, and for years we rescued animals from around the world.

The place was new, but felt cold and scary. Something gave it an ancient feeling. I was four years old at the time my parents suspected an evil presence. The things that worried them seemed to come straight from a horror film.

When I was young, I began drawing pictures of a face at a window. I don’t remember this, but my parents tell me now that I would wake up screaming and crying about seeing a face looking into my window at night. The window was to the right of my bed and overlooked nothing but cows, chickens, etc.

The night that forced us to move was the night my mom was strangled in her sleep. She claims she hit my dad’s shoulder to help her wake up, but he says she never did that. That some night, at around four a.m., something mauled two of our goats at the sanctuary and killed a bunch of our chickens. There was broken glass everywhere, and the alarm was going off, though it said it was still armed.

After that, we went to stay at my grandmother’s house which was less than two miles away. It’s now been eight years, and we have yet to visit the sanctuary property…”

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Reader Submission: Demonic Haunting

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“My first encounter with this demonic spirit was about two years ago. I had just moved in with my foster parents. At this time, I was still a Christian. I had just been through a terrible family crisis so I was dealing with a lot of emotions. I was constantly depressed and rather angry. This was a very stressful time in my life.

Three Scratches

One night, I had gotten into a very big fight with my foster parents and started self-harming. When I woke up the next morning, I had three very deep scratches running side by side down my neck. I thought I had done it in my sleep somehow, even though I had no fingernails.

I went upstairs to show my foster mom, and she also thought it was strange. So we went back downstairs to show my foster dad. When we got down there, she moved my hair and there were three more scratches next to the original marks. I then went to wash my face, and three more scratches appeared on my cheek, right before my very eyes!

I started to do some research, and what I found frightened me. I saw a lot of talk about demons and learned that three scratches are considered the “demons’ mark of destruction.” I became very frightened.

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Reader Submission: Ka-bala Possession


“Back in the early 1970’s there was game called Ka-Bala. It was supposed to be a fortune-telling game. This game was EVIL. There were tarot cards and the player were supposed to chant while this large, black marble spun around the board. Whenever the marble stopped, you had to pick up a tarot card and read it.

Anyhow, my sister got the game for Christmas when she was about 10 and I was 9. My younger sister and brother would use the game while the three older kids were at school. I had this little fairy doll that was my favorite. My younger sister would play with the doll while I was at school too. One day my younger sister said ‘Your doll comes to life.’ Not believing this for a moment, I said, challengingly, ‘Show me.” She picked up the doll and said ‘Be alive.’ And I know how crazy this sounds, but the doll’s body began to take on the look of human flesh. Being young and not understanding anything about demonic possession, I kept it…at first.

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Reader Submission: The Possession

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“When I was serving in Thailand during the Vietnam War, I was stationed in a little town on the Thai-Laos-Cambodian border. I was living with my soon to be wife in a bungalow in town when our neighbor, a Laotian girl, became possessed by an evil spirit, or so I was told. She was so bad they had to call in special monks in white robes to pray over her. My girlfriend/wife wanted to go over there and see the exorcism, but before she went she told me ‘don’t come over for any reason.’

Instead, since I was on a day off, I sat on my porch drinking whisky and getting drunk as I used to do in those days, as there wasn’t much else to do. Later, one of my girlfriend’s friends came by and asked for her, and forgetting what I was told, I went over to the house where the exorcism was going on.

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