Where do I begin... I guess it all started at the age of 5ish with me chasing an invisible entity out of my house. I heard something in the other room and I figured I'd surprise it. In a moment, I jumped out of bed and took off toward the sounds I heard. I saw the front door open by itself and slam shut with me a half second behind, running and trying to see whatever that thing was that ran out of the house.
Dogs were barking from all directions around me as I was running around the house trying to find the invisible thing. I found that really weird, what sounded like dozens of dogs barking in an area I never knew to have dogs! We lived on an acreage with neighbors not close to our property. What was it that dogs could see that I couldn't?
Why I didn't stop after seeing the door open by itself is something I never asked myself. I knew whatever it was was leaving, and I wanted a look. I'm trying to explain it the best that I can, but keep in mind it was 30 years ago and it all happened crazy fast.
Next experiences had to do with the devil tormenting me in the dark, while trying to fall asleep. Revealing himself to me in the manner he wanted me to see him, and evil reoccurring dreams. This continued from about age 8ish until about 16 years of age.
At the age of 24ish, I bought a house that I knew sat on a property that had a house on it that was torn down a few years prior. Before moving in, my one friend would tell me that the house that used to be on the lot was haunted, and he remembered running past the house when he was a child because it terrified him. I guess the upstairs curtains would move on their own and would be in a different position every day, even though the house was condemned and completely vacant.
I also remember him telling me that the previous owner hung himself in the upstairs room, and obviously died in the house. Same room with the moving curtains which was in the same area as my bedroom. Well, I moved in anyways.
To make this story a bit shorter, I'll tell you what happened in fast forward. Shortly after moving in, my roommate would occasionally tell me about footsteps he would chase around the house with no one to claim them.
Water drip sounds coming from places around my bedroom area, which I never found and constantly looked for. Those darn dripping sounds drove me nuts, but it only happened at evening time after supper, and the middle of the night. Nothing was ever wet anywhere upstairs or downstairs in the house. The next part was the most troubling!
Then I started waking up in the middle of the night, usually around 3ish with my bed shaking violently. Sometimes it would happen 2 times a night. And trust me they weren't seizures, cause you don't wake up in the middle of one do you? And feeling fine... Beside being really freaked out. It was no seizure to those who may think that it was.
After months of on and off bed shaking at 3 a.m I had enough! I started sleeping with my bible under my pillow, which slowed it down big time, but it still continued at times. I got to the point where I got up out of bed, bound the demons in Jesus's name and proceeded casting them out. I started to declare God's promises out loud at the top of my voice, where it would wake up everyone in the house. I sure must of sounded like a complete nut, but it worked.
God understands what I was going through and that's what matters most. I needed to rebuke, bind, and cast out a few times before it stopped totally. I remember, partially into owning this house, that my bed would shake when I would be away from home, telling me that this or these crazy demons were following me around, which ticked me off! At around that point I started saying enough is enough. In a nutshell that's what happened.
In ending, shortly after getting saved at the age of 21, I started to realize the devil had no hold on me anymore, and there was no point in living in fear to these entities. Through the power God gave me, through his son Jesus Christ, I no longer live in fear. I can throw my weight around like someone who is apart of God's own family. His word is power and truth, and if you are being bothered by those pesky demons, reclaim back what is yours from that devil. Stand on God's promises.
To this day I still sleep with a giant red cross under my bed for a little preventable maintenance. Remember that perfect love casts out all fear. Deal with hauntings the way you want, but keep in mind that I got rid of mine.