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Added October 8, 2003
Rage at a Malignant PresenceRate this encounter: Renee Burns, Noblesville, Indiana, April 23, 1986, info@ghostvillage.comWe were still living in my childhood home on South Street, but we were moving out in a couple months -- I was 15 years-old. I was standing at the kitchen table, peeling potatoes for that night's dinner when all of a sudden this strange feeling envelopes me. I was the only one home at the time. I became very angry at whatever it was who had decided to intrude in my home! I didn't see anyone, but I felt him! I was so mad that I actually saw red! Everything was tinted red! I said, aloud, to the presence, "Who do you think you are to come in MY home?" and "I think you'd better leave, if you know what's good for you.". Well, the darned thing had the audacity to argue with me! Can you believe that? I have always been able to speak to those who have passed over. But this presence was not 'soul-oriented,' it was malignant! I could swear it was the same entity that had tried to frighten me when I was a child, but I don't frighten easy! I became so angry at him that I actually saw red! I screamed at him, "Now you know darn well that you don't belong in this house! How dare you come into this house! This is my house! Not yours! GET OUT NOW!" I leaned up from the table, and as soon as I did, the heavy glass bowl fixture which covered the kitchen's ceiling light came down and hit the table, but didn't break! My potatoes went everywhere! I got so mad I thought I'd explode! I shouted, "FINE! But remember, YOU asked for it!" I stood up straighter and turned to face whatever it was and quite calmly said, "In the name of Jesus, I rebuke you from this house." Immediately, it dispersed, and the feeling went away. This is the first time I've told anyone, outside of my immediate family, about this. Before this happened, I had always heard the phrase, 'Mad enough to see red,' but I never thought it was possible to do, until then! The malignant presence hasn't bothered me since then, but I've had some pretty weird experiences all my life. I am 32 years-old now and still have strange things occur.
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