This experience is a continuance from my journey back home from the hospital. As I wrote in my last story, I felt very uneasy going home. It wasn't until nightfall that I new something was wrong, I started to feel scared.
I fell asleep and I started to dream. I was holding my baby, she was dressed in white dress and a bonnet. I was on a balcony and as I looked down it looked as if I were in a bottomless pit, I felt my baby put her hand on my face and she pulled it towards her, when I turned to see her it was a little boy who then proceeded to choke me, as I fought him I threw him down. There was only darkness surrounding me, while he fell I could hear him laugh.
These dreams with this child continued for about three days. My mother rented an apartment next to hers, so I could have somewhere to live on my own. I moved out and that same day I began to hear a child crying. The next day I took a nap and it was about noon, the baby was also asleep, when I opened my eyes to see her I saw a little boy, he was so white, with some sort of glow around him. He was watching me curiously, I closed my eyes and opened them again to see if he was gone but he was still there.
I got up and again I began to hear a child crying, I followed this weeping sound, it was coming from a closet, when I opened it, it stopped. Well this went on for sometime.
I decided I was going to name him Isaac. He did all sorts of things everyone was afraid of him, and I mean everyone because he made his presence known to everyone in my family. We had a priest come bless our homes, but nothing happened he remained.
I would clean my apartment, when he cried I would sing to him and I could clearly hear him hum. He messed with the chairs in the dining room, I always had to put them back, three times to be exact before he would quit.
He talked to me when I lay in bed trying to sleep, I don't remember anything he said to me. One day in December, nineteen ninety four my family and I were at my apartment for a little get together, while we were having a conversation my lamp turned on, we all looked at each other, we already knew who it was I went to turn it off he turned it back on at this point we left my apartment. If I left I could see him pull down the blinds to look out the window when I came back he did the same.
After four months this entity finally left. He left with a friend of the family in January and I remember it like it was yesterday. He wasn't a believer he cursed this entity he mocked it. He said things like "send him home with me I'll show him" we stood in silence as he continued with his mocking and foul language.
When it was time for him to leave, he pulled out his car I saw the boy wave bye to me, I ran to mom and told her what had happened and that he was finally gone. Never again did I see him BUT our friend did he has moved twice since then and the boy goes where ever they go nothing seems to stop him.