I lived in a house in Wappingers Falls, New York. I don't remember if it was in the year 1994 or 1995 that this happened but I do know that I was either 14 or 15. I was playing with Ouija boards with my friends and I became sort of obsessed with it. One night, my mom and I both had a similar dream. In the dream, we heard what we understood to be the voice of God telling us to have faith. It was odd. Now I see it as a warning of things that were to come.
When one day I made a Ouija board and played with it in my own house with my sister, the planchette rose off the board with our fingers on top of it and pulled us out of the room, up the stairs, down a hall, into a room, and all the way back again coming to rest on the Ouija board downstairs. Before this happened, this spirit that communicated with us seemed playful, friendly, even funny in its responses to us. But it wasn't.
Shortly thereafter, from time to time, a number of experiences would occur. Glasses breaking, objects moved when no one was home, personal objects vanishing, even a pieces of paper that were torn up and thrown away, ended up whole and in odd places throughout the house. During this time I was often scared, feeling that I was being watched and that whatever was watching me felt a VERY STRONG HOSTILIY toward me.
There were times when I felt physically attacked... Such as when I would be falling asleep and felt an intense pressure on my chest and as if I was being choked with pressure around my neck. Another time, I was having a nightmare (as I often did during this time) and when I woke up to scream, I found that I couldn't as my whole body was paralyzed. After what felt like several long minutes, I regained the use of my arms and had to use my hands to pry my mouth open. I was going to scream as loud as I could but when I finally got my mouth open, I found I was too scared even to scream.
I had several dreams which suggested that this was not a ghost but a demon. I dreamt that my house was inhabited by demons and as I was trying to say The Lord's Prayer in my dream, in an effort to make it go away, the demon (which in this dream took the form of a large Rottweiler) was snarling and barking closer and closer to my face with ever line of the prayer that I uttered. I found that I could not complete the prayer in this dream. I was too frightened.
Another time worth mentioning is that early on when the activity started, I woke up with a key in my hand (one that I found did not open anything that I could find in the house). I hid it one day in a jewelry box in a secret compartment and put it in my desk drawer. When one morning, I went to school, I found that I had a momentary vision of a black shadow in my room moving towards my desk. When I went home, I went to my desk and got out the jewelry box. The key was gone. After searching all throughout the house, I finally found it on the opposite side of my room, on my nightstand underneath a stuffed animal that was there.
All of my family was always fighting with each other during this time. The house was always tense. We basically all hated each other and I was getting in a great deal of trouble in school as I was always angry and disrespectful and depressed and stressed out. Finally my parents couldn't deal with me anymore and they sent me to Florida to live with my grandmother. I didn't feel the demon follow me.
I never told my mother about the activity but she did find a note that I wrote to a friend about the activity and then tore it up and threw away as I decided against it. She found the note crumpled in one piece underneath the sink in a pot. And so now she knew everything. After sending me away, she said she always felt the dark energy even before finding my note and that she began praying and sprinkling holy water in every room of the house, everyday for a year. Her prayer was for God to send this spirit out of our home.
It took an entire year but finally one day, she saw a dark shadow in the form of some sort of reptile. She described it like a crocodile with an unusually long tail. It whipped past her face, slowly walked out the door and then disappeared. My parents decided to divorce and sold the house shortly after. Upon packing my things, my mother and sister both found many pieces of papers under my bed... All Ouija boards in my handwriting but I only remember making 3 and I tore them all up and threw them out. I cannot explain how this happened.
Both my mother and I have from time to time experienced spiritual and psychic dreams since then. I have personally seen deceased relatives and pets in dreams (and recently I saw a deceased pet while awake). I have also experienced premonition dreams as well as small instances of precognition while awake. It isn't a constant stream of psychic activity but we experience things like this a few times a year. We remain faithful in our belief in God and I no longer play with Ouija boards.