This story takes place about 9 years ago when I was 15 years old. My cousins and I were young and stupid (I say stupid because of the trouble we caused) and decided to dabble in witchcraft.
We went all out going to the store buying a spell book, candles, an alter everything. We drew a pentagram on the back of an old mirror and used that as the place where we would cast our spells. Little did we know we drew the pentagram upside down and allowed negative spirits to pass through.
After about 3 months of playing with this "pentagram" we all started to have occurrences in that house. I would spend the night there every weekend and would wake up in the morning to brush my hair and see a little girl in the mirror behind me. Let me inform you that this house was not haunted prior to our dabbling.
My cousin stated she had seen a young man, a little girl, a little boy and a dog in the mirrors of her house. We never thought anything of it because hey old houses are sometimes haunted. We never thought any of them were harmful, so we were not afraid of them. We would sit in her room and end up in the living room listening to her parents talk and never leave her room.
After that we started getting creeped out. My cousin whom we will call Lynn would wake up with gouges and scratches on her back only to have them disappear when we would approach someone else about it. These were the minor occurrences, little did we know things we about to get worse.
One night after getting home late from our friends house we came home to an empty house. So figuring her parents were out, like they sometimes went out for the night we made nothing of it. The house was freezing cold, like there was no heat coming from anything, might I mention it was the middle of summer. We knew something was not right.
We immediately had a feeling of dread and not going to lie we were scared out of our minds. We sat on the porch until her parents came outside and asked what we were doing outside. Her parents were home the whole time. Weird right?
It gets worse. We went in the house and the images we were seeing in the mirrors started showing their true colors. Their eyes were glowing red and they were turning all black. These "things" were in every mirror in the house.
We finally realized with our dabbling we had let a demon into the house and had no idea how we were going to get it out. Her mother just looked at us and asked us "what did you do?"
We then knew we were in over our heads. Well this went on for 2 months before we figured out a plan. We abandoned all of our stuff only to find it back in the trunk of the car; next step was to burn it. We burned everything and prayed as we did this. The smoke was so black you could not see through it. We hoped that worked. Well it did to the point we closed the porthole demons were entering through but did not remove them from the house, we then knew we had to get an exorcism at the house.
My cousin's house is right next to a cemetery and we decided we needed to pray. So we went into the "chapel" and prayed to God for him to help us and told him we were so sorry for what we had done.
On our way out we noticed the 2 angels "guarding" the doors. We began crying. It scared the crap out of us, but also we felt a sense of calm and knew that everything was okay or was going to be okay.
We went back to the house and my aunt had bought the three of use gold crosses to wear and a bible. We got in touch with a priest who happened to be a friend of my mom's and he agreed to bless the house.
This worked and we have not had another experience yet and we are happy as can be. I am more in touch with my faith and will not look back.