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My First Demon Encounter (not my first demon encounter, someone elses)

My first encounter with a demon was while I was in fourth grade. I had just settled down for the night to read and listen to some piano music when suddenly the lights turned off in my room. I assumed that it was my sister, so quickly go up and flipped them back on, surprised that my sister was nowhere near. I shrugged my shoulders and got back into bed to read. About five minutes later, the lights turned out yet again. I got up and turned them back on, getting quite annoyed. This happened yet a third time and finally I gave up and decided to leave them off and go to sleep in my own fashion, listening to my music. At this point, my tape player turned off on it's own. I got up and turned on the lights and the tape recorder and sat back down in bed to watch. Yet again, my tape player turned off. I was about to get up and check it out when a small dicast metal plane I had on a shelf literally took off and slammed into the far wall across from me (the dent is still in the wall where the plane had hit). I was unnerved even more when I noticed a shadowy shape in the corner at which point, I left the room to spend the rest of the night in the hallway with the light on.

When I came in my room the next morning, I found that I had recorded some strange speaking on my tape recorder from the night before. It had wiped out almost half of my piano music and was very scary, sounding like someone speaking backwards, singing a haunting tune at the end.

In my college years, I was finally able to get my tape to record and play backwards. On the tape was the voice of a small child speaking in German and describing the contents and set-up of my room, as well as saying a few nursery rhymes here and there. I still own this tape to this day and cherish it.

The next one is somehow doubtful, more like something from a childrens scary stories book.

The Woods in Alma

Until I reached college and began my education in demonology, I really had few other meetings with other demons. At one point in my training, my teacher decided to take me out to woods outside of the college campus at Alma. She had always told me that there was always much activity in the woods, and even the least sensative people could feel the presences all around them. We started in on the path towards the heart of the woods, which had once been a Native American burial ground, and I could feel the changes all around me. I felt us step through a distintive barrier and the air got heavy and cold all around us. I felt the presence of something big and mean walking beside us in the woods, as if it was following us. I even heard the noises as it walked along beside us. I asked my teacher about it and she said, "oh, don't worry, it's just a guard dog. It won't do anything unless we provoke it." I was so unsettled at the time, hearing these words scared me and I turned back immediately, racing out of the woods as fast as I could. On my way out, I saw a claw-like hand reach out from under the bushes. Before I could react it grabbed me and I yanked away, running the rest of the way back to campus. Upon getting back to campus, I noticed my foot hurt and looking at my ankle, I saw three red claw marks that were still bleeding, my sock ripped through, where the demon had grabbed me.

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