This ghost story was submitted to us by a reader, Spring 2018. Demons are known to attack between the hours of 3AM to 4AM in an attempt to mock the holy trinity.
My name is Kimberly. I was an all American normal kid. Born in Minot, North Dakota. I grew up on a small farm till I was 10 years old, I now reside in Bakersfield, CA
My 3 AM Demon Attack Story
As a child I was raised up in a Christian home. With the belief in God, the Devil, Angels and Demons. In my family some of us are gifted in some aspects of ESP, seeing spirits, and being sensitives. I remember seeing a Native American man sit on the foot of my bed night after night after night as a child. Never in fear just excepting that he must be family from a while backin the past. Usually I would see human spirits. Sometimes shadow beings but I was seldom lay was afraid since my mother had insured in me pray if your scared. They’ll go away.
It wasn’t until I was 15 years old that I began to get more curious into the darker side of the unexplainable. I was a dark child. I loved everything that had to do with warlocks and vampires. There were many nights I would see shadow people. I also had countless visits from the old hag. In which I was pinned down to the bed. Unable to move a muscle. Not even able to make a peep. Feeling hot breath in my face with a hissing noise. It wasn’t until I could muster enough strength to get out a peep that this spirit/ thing would get off me. That was terrifying. But soon after these attacks happened. I started receiving nightly visits. By a young man who said his name was Daniel. He always showed himself as a gorgeous young man dressed in a black shirt with black slacks with flawless creamy ivory skin, light yellowish beautiful brown eyes. And Loose curly shoulder length brown hair I still see him in my minds eye he is complete angelic perfection. I’m even temped to call upon him now. Even though I know now he is a complete embodiment of Evil. Once evil truly gets its claws into you. It never lets go.
Not long after this young man began coming to me in nightly visits I was awoken to him being on top of me. In which he forced me to have sex with him. I was so frightened. I had never had sex before. But I reached a climax not humanly possible and I was left intrigued, truly it was exciting to me. It brought this strange feelings over heavy joy over me almost devious. This visits repeated nightly at first for about a year. Then tapered down to a couple times a week. I remember being obsessed with Vladimir Tepes, and Alister Crowley. So the research in magick began. I jumped in deep. Researching the 72 Goetic Demons of the Lesser Key of Solomon.
Did we summon ZoZo ?
I was so foolish. I thought I was so powerful. I remember friends coming over to spend the night. We would go out to my play house ” where I had my alter” and also my Ouija board. Every time we would use the board. The demon on the other side would make a figure 8 to let me know it was my Daniel. (I wonder now if my Daniel was actually Zozo). This took place 24 years ago so little was known of Zozo then. Anyways I had a lamp that would hang from a hook in the ceiling with a long cord. I remember asking Daniel to move that cord and he would scaring the hell out of my friends then in return the board would spell out GO OUTSIDE repeatedly. My friends were so terrified. They would have to run threw the backyard to reach the main house to go home. The whole time I would be laughing at them.
This is were I took the leap into darkness. I can’t tell you why. I bought the Lesser Key Of Solomon, Why I begain drawing Sigils on myself, I always had one written in the palm of my hand. But shortly after studying these demons I decided to ask one to do my bidding. I was being bullied. The demon did what it was asked. But after this things went bad for me. I begain seeing shadow people walking my bed at night. The visits from Daniel were rough and angry leaving me scratched bruised and bitten. Scared to death I became a reborn Christian. I thought Christ would save me fix it all……lol.
That night I came home. Threw everything away. Except for my Ouija Board planchette it disappeared. It’s whereabouts are still unknown. Got into bed with my cat and went to sleep. I was awoken at 3:03 AM by what sounded like a small bell. When I opened my eyes there was a flash of light. Like from a camera. Except for the illumination stayed brightly lit. In front of the bedroom door stood a 7 foot tall Demon Dressed in a black Cloak, he looked like a man that had all of his flesh burnt off his eyes were just black sockets. He had his arm stretched out me and at the end in his hand there was a huge black dog. I sat up in bed thinking WHAT?????? When I did this. That dog growled. By cat jumped up on my chest and clawed me really bad. I started praying to Arch Angel Micheal. I guess I passed out. The next thing I knew it was morning. I woke up thinking it was a horrible dream till I noticed my p.j.’s stuck to my chest with dried blood. I still have the scars to prove this happened.
I now work with the 72 higher Angels of the Realm. My advice to anyone curious is don’t dabble in the darkness. I’m still attacked but not often. Demons never give up on there marked.