I am currently twenty-one years old and I am enrolled in a private college. I'm not sure when I became so interested in ghosts, demons, spirits, and mysteries in general. I'm going to tell you about the time when something (a ghost maybe) blew out my light bulb.
At the time, I was around fifteen years old and I was more hardheaded than anything and I had a big mouth. I was the type of teenager who thought nobody could stop me and that I was "big and bad". Although my faith and love in God hasn't always been good, I found myself dedicated to God at the time.
One night, I randomly decided to pray in my room with my lamp on. But this was no ordinary prayer to God... In fact, it was a prayer to the devil himself. It was a prayer of hatred and a prayer that was intended to mock and belittle the devil. You might wonder what was the point, but please remember that I was a hardheaded kid who was very curious about many unknown things and had a BIG mouth. I also wanted to see if I could get a sign by making the devil mad.
I started the prayer off with, "Dear Satan", and said things like, "You're not the smartest! God is. You're just a worthless nothing that nobody likes!" At some point of this prayer I said something like, "If you're real, blow out my light bulb and make it dark! Or are you too weak to even do THAT?"
While I was talking trash, the light suddenly went out and my room became dark. I stopped talking and became scared. I quickly got up and left my room, frightened. I had to go downstairs and get another light bulb to replace the one in my room because the other one was no longer working.
Some may say it was a coincidence. No matter what somebody else may say, I'm still convinced that this was proof of there being a devil, demons, evil spirits, etc.