Let me start by saying I'm new to this site but I've been interested in the paranormal all my life. Well, from when I could understand it anyway. I'm twenty now by the way. I love to read about people's experiences, the occult, witchcraft, mythology etc. I am not religious in any way, but I'm not one of those people who hates it or judges others because they are. On the contrary, I get on with the religious people I know. My next door neighbour is a vicar and we get on quite well. I have been to some of his services but religion is just not for me.
I have also had paranormal experiences since I was around seven, I think that's when it started at least. I'm not sure what he is but he has been around since I was about seven, which is what my story below is about - my first encounter, I think he's male. I have always thought of "him" as a him, never an it.
Personally my experiences have almost never been bad and have almost always been with this one Demon. Not that I'm 100% certain that he is a Demon but I can not find anything else he could be because he doesn't feel Human, if that makes sense. But like I said I'm not sure. If anyone does think they know what he could be please let me know.
I have never felt threatened nor have I ever been attacked, but others have felt very threatened by him. On a few occasions he has even lashed out. I'll explain those incidents in other submissions when I tell of my encounters but I just wanted to give a little information before I go into my experiences, which I'm probably not going to tell in the order they happened because there are quite a few. I will try to make it clear at the start of every event when in my life it happened.
My first experience/encounter that I can remember was in school. I never had many friends, not good ones anyway, but I have always stood up for myself against bullies. There was this one boy (I think his name was Justin so that's what I'll refer to him as) who seemed to always want to single me out and try to pick on me.
It was break time and I went to the library to get a book, when Justin came up behind me and pushed me to the ground. When I stood back up and turned to him I saw he was with two friends, all of them laughing at me. Not that I cared, they were just idiots in my opinion but just when I was about to say something I heard a loud almost animalistic growl next to me. I jumped away and looked around, nothing, just me and the three boys. But I knew I had heard something because the three of them looked terrified as well. The next thing I new something had shoved Justin backwards onto the floor, to me it looked like a very strong gust of wind had blown him off his feet except that I clearly saw what looked like hand indentations in his clothes like someone had physically pushed him back.
I was so shocked I froze in place while his two friends screamed, grabbed him by the arm and ran. By the time I recovered from shock break was almost over and a teacher told me I should get to class. I didn't have any clue as to what had happened but the three boys told our teacher that I had attacked Justin and shoved him to the ground but my teacher knew that Justin was a bully and I never got in trouble.
When I told my mother and father what happened they just told me not to make up stories but I knew something strange had happened.
After that Justin seemed to go out of his way to avoid me altogether, so did his two friends.
Although I did try to talk with them a week or two later about what had happened and why they told the teacher I attacked Justin when they knew I was not close enough to touch him let alone push him to the ground, they just replied that "It was easier than telling the truth, who would believe them?"
I'll be writing my stories/encounters one by one. So not to confuse people again, they probably won't be in the order they happened but I will make sure to put dates up and such to let everyone know when they happened.