This story happened a few years after my first story. It was around Christmas time. My mom, sister (who was pregnant at the time) and I where sitting in the living room watching TV. I think everyone else in my family was working including my sister's boyfriend who was now living with us. As we were watching TV I heard knocking, since I was only around 8yrs old I was not allowed to open the door. (Especially since my mom had an encounter with a knives salesman trying to work his way into our house) As I sat there the knocking kept on finally I spoke out and said "Isn't any one going to answer the door?" Both my mom and my sister looked at me like I was crazy. My mom quickly asked, "Why?" I was annoyed with the knocking that was growing louder and said, "Someone's knocking at the door, don't you hear them?" My mom looked at me confused and said, "No one's knocking." She got up and opened the door and showed me that no one was there. I was in disbelief and just said "But I heard someone knocking." My mom sat back down and said, "Well if you hear it again just tell them to come in."
Well as you've probably guessed it that's exactly what happened next. I told whoever was knocking to come in. That's when everything took a turn for the worse. I had this extreme headache and then I heard 'him'. It was a man's voice laughing. Then he started telling me "The baby's going to die." I couldn't stand it; I started to cry and screamed "STOP IT!" My mom and sister looked at me and asked what was happening. The voice was laughing and saying, "Tell them, tell them the baby's going to die." I started crying harder, and I told my mom what I heard the voice saying. I mom hugged me and said "No everything's going to be just fine."
I don't even remember what happened next, the only thing I can remember after that it is telling the voice that he was lying but he insisted. My sister couldn't take it and I remember that she left the house very upset. I'm not sure how long it was after that, it must have been a month or so after that incident that my sister ended up having a miscarriage. She had quite a few although she's given birth to 5 beautiful children; she lost about 4 in between her first 3 children.
My mom has told me many times that she is sorry that she told me to let whatever it was in. As I mentioned in my 'about me' I was hospitalized many times between the ages of 13-16 due to this voice driving me crazy. There was even a time when I blacked out and the next day I woke up in the mental hospital. The only thing I was told is that my mom and I had gotten into a fight, I had her pinned down on the floor and I was trying to choke her to death. My dad was trying to pull me off of her but couldn't get me off. When he continued to try I took one hand off my mom and shoved my dad off me and into a wall. Eventually the police were called and since I was a minor they gave my parents a choice. Send me to juvenile or send me to a mental hospital. There at the hospital they diagnosed me with schizophrenia.
The voice never let up until my mom sent a priest to see me in the hospital. He asked no questions he just prayed over me. I remember I felt very angry and I didn't want to pray. I wanted to just leave the room. After a few minutes I started to shake like I was cold and then I wanted to cry for no reason. I don't remember what happen between that and going to my room but after that I don't have any problems with the voice and doctors now have told me that I am not schizophrenic. There are certain behaviors that schizophrenics have and I have none of them. Also for schizophrenics the voices don't stop and I have currently been off my medication for over 8 years now. Both my mom and I believe that it was a demon that I let in.