The ghosts were playing nasty with me, pulling covers off when I was
sleeping, trying to take the pillow away,
ringing doorbells, phone, alarm clock,
whatever.
I could see these dark figures all the time, they would go through
me and I could feel their force, as if
a strong electric current would go
through my body. I wanted to get rid of
them and I was prepared one night. I could see
one lone figure, I quickly rose up, took a
long knife that I had reserved for this
started running towards the ghost yelling "You'll go
to hell tonight!" He grabbed my arm. It was
locked, I say, as if it would have been
inside a block of concrete. I was hanging down, but
his arm would not even move. I weight 220
pounds. It scared me. He hit me, I felt
the world spinning around me. I opened the door and
started running down the stairs, but he
grabbed me and I fell down the stairs,
bleeding. His hand was squeezing my throat and I was under him
with no way to escape. I was crying "oh my
God, I'm dying, I'm dying, help me,
help me Jehovah!". After a while the ghost left me laying
there. I had this
another incident where I was in the bed and they held my hands
and legs and they sexually molested me. I woke
up the whole house and they thought I
had a bad dream, but they could not explain the marks in
my legs and arms.
Now I just say to them "Go ahead, molest me, isn't that what you
want?" I was soon examined by
psychiatrists. I had no signs of any mental
illnesses. I did not use drugs or alcohol.
I have had paranormal incidents happening to
me through my life. I could see the
future, everything happened like I predicted. I talked with
these ghosts and they were chasing me around
the house. In 1974 I asked them why
they were after me. They said "because you were chosen by our
god". They once tried to poison me by changing
my tea into something that was not tea
overnight. I have a witness to this.
They want to control me. They want me to kill people. They have
tortured me to the point of insanity. I once
saw them carrying a coffin. I stood up
and they pushed me to this room with guns and they
communicated with me: "We want you to kill
these people". I was talking with
people about a computer game and I suddenly said "I love killing
people. I don't want to use a fire gun, rather
I want to finish them off with a pocket knife and see how they
scream". It just came off my mouth!
They have tried to wreck my marriage. They want that I'm alone, so
that they can get me. Actually I would
want to be locked up and kept under
surveillance so I don't go and kill someone!