When I was 10 years old, I saw my first demon.
My family raises beef cattle, and every summer and every winter we butcher a calf (Don't get mad, it's the way live)... We were just getting done with grinding the hamburger meet, and me and my great Uncle went down to the railroad tracks on 90th Street, that is where a lot of the coyotes live in the woods down there, and he was dumping a five gallon bucket with fat, bone, and other stuff we don't want to eat, over a barbwire fence.
I was sitting in the truck with the doors open, and I see three see through skeleton figures. One of them smiled at me and waved at me, the other two behind her just looked at me. I can't prove that the one in front was a girl and the ones behind her were boys, it's just one of those thing you just feel. But right after she smiled at me, and waved my uncle sliced his wedding ring finger open, on the barbwire fence. I didn't dare tell my uncle about what I saw! He would have put me in a crazy house so quick my head would spin. Mostly because he is a Southern Baptist preacher.
Not long after that we had a T.V given to us (I guess for this reason now that I think about it). It would turn on in the middle of the night, the volume at 100%. It would turn on at random times. Then we thought it stopped, but I walked in front after it stayed turned off for a few weeks, and it turned on again. We gave it away shortly.
Recently, in August, 2010, a few months after my Mom remarried, I was standing on a chair dusting in the kitchen and I saw a man walk past me, go into the laundry room, and go out the back door. I didn't tell any one until my sister asked me if I went out the back door. I told her no. Then I told her about the man I saw.