Well, demons are nothing frightening to me now after that experience. If you wish to see something, I can probably offer you the tree stump or what remains of it after 7 years.Originally Posted by Parchiao
When you are all alone in a house, and your right hand got stuck to the ground pulling with all your strength and you cannot move it - sweating profusely and feeling real stupid and asking why I chose to mess around with the demon?? Cannot be the pure works of the mind, right?
Actually, the story is quite long. This demon has been terrorisiing my maid. We do not believe her. She went a bit off (in the head) with the demon disturbing her. It was so bad that I was forced to send her to IMH for help,(in an ambulance with some police help to control her - that is bad enough huh?). Feeling tired of running the house without enough help, I took leave from work to rest.
All my kids one were in school and no one was at home on one of my leave. I was reading a book. Suddenly, I saw this black ghoulish figure moving very fast across the hall of my home. I told/half challenged 'it' to stop. It turned and I can half see it grinning with menace, The next moment it dived into my body and my arm got stuck onto the ground. For ten minutes I was struggling. Finally I gave up struggling as my physical strength cannot match it. At that moment, like a drowning man grapping any straw, I remembered the parable in the bible that Jesus cast a whole lot of demon possesses pigs into the river. So I anyhow hantam and 'commanded' the demon to go to the tree. I moment the name Jesus left my lips, the weight on my hand left! (OT - My my skepticism about God left me then as well)
Tired out, I called my wife to inform her what happened. I also informed some friends. But I can sense their doubt. Later when the tree - where I casted the demon to - started to have all its leave turning brown, they all came to inspect it. When the crown of the tree dropped off, they were all more convinced.
And mind you, the tree was a very beautiful and healthy young tree ten feet tall when before all these happening.
I have long shifted out but maybe I should go back to take a photo of the remains of the tree.
It is not nice of me to reveal the address, but it is a British bungalow house with some interesting history.