I grew up in a very religious family and I on the other hand had my doubts of the existence of god and the devil this will lead on to later years growing up. I was about 6 or 7 years old my mother and I would always visit a family member since we lived a couple hours away and every time we were at there house I would always play with thier pet dog that stayed in the kitchen (at the time I thought it was their dog.) The dog had pitch black fur, dark eyes same color as it's fur and the size of a golden retriever. It was one day when we went to visit that that the dog was gone I checked every room in the house and I couldn't find it so I asked my cousin where her dog was and she told me she didn't have a dog I thought was lying to spare my feelings so I began to argue with her and that's when she sat me down explaining to me that she never had a dog because she was allergic to them. Me as a child oked it but believed she was still not telling the truth.
Age 13. I had got ill, I stayed home from school for a week and just got worse. I couldn't breathe, I was weak, and my skin was cold to the touch. I was taken to the town's ER where they pumped me with medication to help me move air through my body making me come in and out of conciousness. None of the medication worked so they put me in an induced coma the last thing I remember when I was up was seeing a man staring at me from the glass door of the room. The hospital transferred me to the children's hospital a city over (I was still in the coma.) You can believe me or not, but while I was in that state I remember looking down at myself with tubes going into me it was frightening and stood next to my body was my deceased great grandmother and around her stood black figures like a mist almost. She smiled at me and told me to join her down on the ground and I did but what left me confused was her eyes weren't brown but they were black. When I woke up a week later and seeing the room for the first time awake I had chills because the setup and the colors were exactly the same from when I had the out of body experience.
A couple months later it was after the holidays. I was taking down the Christmas tree and in one of the ornaments I saw a shadow so I looked back there was nothing or anyone. I asumed I was seeing things and resumed to taking apart the tree and again I saw the shadow approaching me. I stopped what I was doing, ran to my room, got into bed and covered myself and the whole night I heard whispers and was being poked by several what felt like needles until I fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up, I felt different like I was being controlled. At the time I had one of the closets that are giant mirrors so I glanced at the mirror looking at myself and I saw I didn't look like myself. My eyes were black, my face started morphing into different faces, I started to hear several inhuman voices, there was a preasure in my head like it was being squeezed, my arms and legs felt like someone was inside me clawing to get out. I was in the worst pain I have ever been in. I was cryig and screaming when my sister walked in scared because what she saw happening. I started screaming "they have me it hurts." She started to rebuke and right before she finished all voices stopped and only one spoke clearly it was a deep evil voice and he said "I'll be back for you," and all of the pain stopped, the room was brighted and my energy was drained.
Ever since that event I have never been the same. I now know that the devil and his demons are real as are god. These kind of events like that one haven't occured again the only happenings are voices and shadows.