When my daughter was about eight or nine years old we started having some issues with our local church and so I decided to go to a different church. Our town is in the small community of farmers and so we don’t have a lot of choices when it comes to churches and I have decided that I was going to go to this Assembly of God church. Now, I have to tell you that I am actually a Southern Baptist and had it not been for the fact that I was having these issues are church I would never have gone to the church. But a friend of mine son was pastor at the church so if I would be a good place to go while I was there the people bear started speaking in tongue and it really frankly creeps me out maybe feel really uncomfortable. So I decided to leave but I couldn’t at first because someone was laying in front of the doors because their back was hurting and they were waiting to be healed. Finally I was able to leave and I headed straight to my car without checking the seats which was a habit I have always done. So I’m driving home, and I should warn you also got mine a home is out in the middle of the country as does a good hour drive to my house.
So anyway I’m driving home and I happen the kind of look over my passenger seat for some reason and there in my passenger seat was the demon. I can’t explain why I knew it was the demon or how I knew that I just knew. And it was a frightening experience, and this carried on for nearly half of my ride home as I got closer to my house I was getting fearful of bringing this thing home with me and my daughter. So I started to turn around and head back to town glanced over and noticed he wasn’t in the seat anymore. I breathed a small sigh of relief now keep in mind periodically throughout the entire half way trip whole he was flashing in and out of being in the that seat. So I sat at the intersection that I’d stopped out and waited a few minutes and the car came up behind me where their headlights of course flashed into my car and he never came back so finally started heading home and was able to make it all away home without having to worry about this demon following me home.
A few months ago I found out from my daughter that she had a weird experience out that same church where she was sitting in the church listening to the sermon and all of a sudden she couldn’t understand anything that was being said, she said that it sounded like a day were seeking some strange language. And then she got this overwhelming fear and just had to leave the room. One of the aides that were helping her adjust to the new church was sitting next to her and noticed her start cry she was the one who had taken her out of the room. When the pastor asked her why she was so afraid and why she started crying and why she left the sermon she said she was afraid I couldn’t tell many more. She also told me that this happened when she was around eight or nine years old shortly after my experience. We’ve often wondered if there was something more to the story about the church that meant the eyes. In the years since those incidences they have torn that church down and honestly don’t know if they have rebuilt the church but I hope they haven’t.
I hope I never see the creepy demon again I am thankful that it never touched my child.