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Amanda, Northern Mississippi, Fall of 2006
I had my first child on July 26, 2006. We named her Alyssa Victoria, and she
was the most amazing gift I've ever received. I had a complicated pregnancy
and was put on bed rest for the last 4 months of the pregnancy. My husband
had a great job in Alabama where we were living at the time. For reasons
beyond our control my husband was laid off from his job in July of 2006,
right before I gave birth to our child. We ended up losing everything.
We stayed with some friends of ours for a month or so to try to get back on
our feet, but they ended up having to move unexpectedly out of state. We had
no choice at this point but to go stay with my husband's mother and
step-father in Mississippi.
At first things were alright. My husband quickly got a job, but he was making
a lot less money than we were used to. Things were a bit stressful to say
the least.
Now, to say I was afraid of ghosts and anything supernatural would be a giant
understatement. I'm terrified. My mother-in-law and father-in-law are very
religious people. My father-in-law is a retired Baptist preacher.
The first encounter I had was soon after we got settled. My daughter was about
3 months old. I was laying in the bed, almost asleep, and swore that I felt
something hit me in the face. My head slammed backward. I turned to my
husband and grabbed his arm to wake him up. He told me I was dreaming, so I
just let it go. The next time was a little different. A few days later I
felt the same exact feeling. It didn't feel like someone actually hit me,
but like someone threw a ball of energy at me with great force. Again, it
slammed my head backward. I then heard a voice. It sounded like a man with a
very raspy voice. I couldn't understand what it said, but it scared me to
death. Again, I grabbed my husband and tried to get him to believe that I
was not dreaming. He basically shooed me away. Over the next few weeks, I
continued having these strange experiences. I awoke to hear a woman singing
a lullaby to my baby one night. When I sat up to look, there was no one
there. Another night I heard a child crying through the wall above my head.
Finally, my husband had his own experience. We were laying in the bed one
night, and he began to shake as if convulsing. It only lasted a few seconds,
not even long enough for me to really react. I grabbed him and he let out
almost a yelp, and I quickly asked him what was wrong. He told me that he
felt himself come out of his body and he floated to the ceiling. He said he
was looking down at himself and me for just a moment and then he saw me grab
him and he fell back into his body. It scared him to death and he finally
believed me that something was just not right.
We quickly went to ask his parents for their opinion on our situation. Them
being the religious types stated that it wasn't ghosts, but demons that were
trying to frighten us. Now, as I stated before, I've never had any kind of
encounter with anything supernatural before. That is, not until my daughter
came along. Every time these occurrences happened, I always got a strong
feeling that it all surrounded my baby. I felt like I needed to protect her.
My in-laws said that Satan hates children. Children are innocent and thus
belong to God, and this is why the demons were targeting us. I am a
Christian woman, and they said that Satan doesn't bother with people who are
not Christians because he already has their souls, but he tries to scare
good Christian people because he hates them.
Whether or not this was true, I have no idea. My father-in-law blessed the
room that night, but things just got worse. Whatever was in that room seemed
very angry at this point. We very quickly left the house and have not had
any encounters since.
