To be honest with you, I try not to give demons much thought.
Yes, I have seen demons and I have felt them. I’ve had to remove them from my house and antiques.
I thought with the movies and some YouTube videos, people put too much emphasis on demons. They could be ghosts or poltergeists. Now, those are evil. The more research I’ve done, the more I’m believing there could be something to demons and I shouldn’t dismiss them.
Linda is an old friend who confided in me one day that there was a demon in her house.
“It’s the strangest thing,” she said. “I was in bed, about to go to sleep when I heard deep breathing at the foot of my bed. Without warning I felt a weight on top of me and it felt like a vacuum cleaner hose was stuck in my mouth sucking all the air out of me.”
She paused, watching my reaction.
“I heard that the name of Jesus chases demons away, so I chanted Jesus, Jesus, Jesus in my mind. The sucking stopped and the weight was off of me. I then heard footsteps in the hallway outside my bedroom door. I whispered ‘Jesus help me’ and the pacing stopped.”
Thinking it was over, Linda did drift off to sleep only to be awakened by a non-human growl at the side of her bed. She froze. Then screamed, “Jesus help me!”
She jumped out of bed and turned on the light. Within a second of it turning on, the light bulb blew.
“In the name of Jesus get out of my house!” Linda exclaimed as calmly and forcefully as she could.
She grabbed a pillow and a blanket and went to sleep on the couch in the living room. She’d change the light bulb in the morning. She had enough of whatever it was in her bedroom.
Linda knew it was evil. She wasn’t prepared for what she saw next.
“I have a mirror behind the couch,” she explained. “I expected to see my disheveled reflection, but instead, I saw a small child wearing an old fashioned school uniform. I looked behind me, but there was nothing there. I looked back in the mirror and there she was. It was almost like she was waiting for me to invite her to sit down.”
Linda knew demons can appear innocent and even act so in order to gain your trust. She was torn. Was it a ghost of a child or a demon?
“As I observed this young child in her school uniform, I kept thinking about that old scary story of the girl in the red cape.”
For those of you not familiar with the story, there was a girl babysitting a five or six year old little girl. Her mother told the babysitter that if her daughter wanted ice cream a little later on, it was in the freezer down in the basement.
The little girl did ask for ice cream and the babysitter went down in the basement for it. She saw out the basement window a little girl in a red cape. It was still light out, but the babysitter thought it strange for a young child to be outside. She got the ice cream and went in the kitchen to scoop it into a bowl.
The little girl wanted some chocolate sprinkles on it. Those were also down in the basement in a cupboard above the freezer. The babysitter went back in the basement, looked out the window and saw the same little girl in the red cape. She was wondering if it was a friend of the girl she was babysitting.
While the little girl was eating her ice cream, the babysitter asked the little girl about school and if she had any friends in the neighborhood. It seemed there were no other children her age who lived nearby, but she was very eager to tell her about her ballet lessons and all the wonderful girls that were in her class.
By 8:00 the babysitter helped the little girl into her pajamas and into bed. She read her a story and the little girl fell asleep before the end.
The babysitter turned out the light in the little girl’s room and went into the living room to wait for the parents to return.
When the parents arrived, the mother went to check on her daughter and found her dead. The police were called and the babysitter was the prime suspect. She remembered the little girl outside the basement window in the red cape.
The mother said, “There are no windows in the basement, just mirrors.”
I agreed with Linda it was a creepy story, but did she really believe the child she saw in the mirror would be the evil she felt in her bedroom?
Yes, she did. No angelic face was going to fool her.
She did tell the entity in the mirror to leave her alone, to get out of her house. She did get a priest to bless her house and she regularly burns sage to cleanse it. She also got rid of the mirror above her couch and sold her bedroom furniture and bought new.
Some people go to extremes, but they do what they believe is necessary.
I guess the moral of this story is to realize that demons are real and whether you believe in them or not, don’t trust anything that makes you feel uncomfortable.
Well, I gave you two Real Ghost/Demon Stories rolled into one!! I seriously get creeped out about the girl in the red cape — that’s one of those stories that has stuck with me for a very long time. And, it is one I tell others . . . I don’t want to be the only one with creepy stuff bouncing around in my mind.
Have you ever seen someone who seemed a bit out of place?
I’ve mentioned before how I’ve talked to spirits thinking they were real or saw something that really wasn’t there, but I know what I saw. Well, Janet was working in a nursing home. Basically she would claim she had seen just about everything and nothing in the realm of the paranormal surprised her. But what she saw one particular day did make her take notice and still gives her an uneasy feeling to this day.
This happened a couple of years ago in a nursing home in northern Alabama, but quite honestly, it could happen anywhere. And it probably has.
The nursing home was built in the 1960’s and has always been a nursing home. Prior to it being built, it was farmland and had been for years. Janet had worked at the nursing home for over 25 years when this incident happened.
Janet and a few other coworkers were in the dining room cleaning up one afternoon.
She had just finished cleaning the last table and turned around. She saw a figure dressed in black: a black suit, a black cape, wearing a black top hat. The odd thing was that the figure was either a skeleton or very gaunt. She remembers besides being dressed all in black, there was a mixture of beige, yellow and gray mixed in there, too. She did a double-take, but the image was gone. She mentioned it to one of the other women, on the off chance that she saw it, too. She hadn’t, but she believed Janet. The cook commented, “We see strange things all the time. It was just your turn to see something today.”
Seeing something strange was odd enough, but the unsettling part for Janet was that the woman who sat right across from this figure passed away before dinner. She seemed to be healthy for a nursing home resident. Her passing was a surprise to the nursing staff and other residents.
Janet is convinced she saw “the grim reaper.” Why she happened to see “him” that particular day, she doesn’t know, but she doesn’t want to see him again.
Quite honestly, Janet was afraid for her own life. It wasn’t that she wasn’t feeling well or had any health issues, it was just the idea that she saw “the grim reaper” and no one else on the staff saw him . . . or admitted to seeing him.
She had seen “shadow people” scurrying about at various times, but nothing like this figure dressed in black. She had also seen a “lady in white” floating about the hallways and slipping in and out of rooms, maybe making her rounds checking on patients, but none of these sightings foretold of death.
There has been a resident ghost at the nursing home since before Janet started working there.
Many believe it is residual energy. It’s a woman who always would sit outside her door, waiting for the nurse to come to her room to check her temperature and blood pressure. She had to know, first thing in the morning if she had a temperature and if her blood pressure was normal. It became an obsession with her. It was something she needed to know before she would dress in the morning or eat breakfast. She insisted it be taken precisely at the same time every morning. Well, even during her after-life, she’s waiting for her temperature and blood pressure to be taken.
One of the nurses thought it would be interesting to take this ghostly apparition’s temperature and blood pressure, but on several occasions when approaching “it” . . . “it” vanished.
I suppose one of the ghost nurses needed to accommodate her . . . and there seemed to be ghost nurses hanging around the nursing home, too.
I hope you enjoyed this real ghost story and will leave a comment or share this website with a friend or two.
All right, no surprise — this Howdy Doody Marionette Freaked Me Out.
I’ve never really liked puppets or marionettes. I thought they were just creepy. Sometimes my dolls would creep me out as well. But I digress . . .
Way back in the 1950’s, my brother got a Howdy Doody Marionette for his birthday … and I stayed away from it. Gary got good at manipulating the strings and having him walk around and up and down the stairs and even do a little dance, but I wasn’t amused, I was afraid of it — it just wasn’t natural.
Oh good grief!! He even got it to talk … and say my name!!!
I’m not claiming it was possessed, I’m just saying I didn’t like it. Howdy Doody was fine on television, but not in the same room with me. And it was fine for my brother to have as long as he kept it in his room.
Well, it seemed this toy would be in other parts of the house. Maybe my brother was trying to scare me, but he claimed he left it in his room. I guess one day, this little marionette got in my mother’s way and it was put out in the trash.
As my mother admitted decades later when I asked her what happened to Howdy Doody, she admitted to throwing it out. “That thing kept staring at me. I swear it moved, crossing its legs and folding its arms.”
Throughout the day she kept hearing something in Gary’s room. She thought at first I was in his room playing with it, but she saw me outside swinging on my little swing set. Then she thought maybe there was a mouse in the house, but all she saw was that marionette. She studied it as it seemed to study her each time she went into the room. She moved it to the closet and it returned to the desk.
She got a paper bag out of the drawer and put Howdy Doody in it and put it in the trash. When my brother came home from school, she had some cookies for us. She encouraged us to go out to play for awhile, but after dinner when he was doing his homework and I was coloring in a coloring book, nothing was said about the missing Howdy Doody doll.
I asked my brother about it and he just shrugged and said, “It’s gone.”
“Gone? Where?” I asked.
“I don’t know and I don’t care. I’m glad it’s gone.”
Then he leaned closer and said, “You were right, that thing was creepy.”
Sometimes there are real demons possessing items and sometimes things are just creepy with the help of our imaginations . . . or . . . not.
Have you had a similar experience with a childhood toy?
Yes, a haunted cabin deep in the woods of Tennessee.
It’s always exciting to see in real time and receiving honest reactions when strange paranormal activity happens right in front of you.
Most of the time, many of us don’t have the peace of mind to grab a camera . . . but with trained professionals such as Patty and her G Team and friends, although relaxing after a long day of investigating did decide to turn on their cameras and get out their EVP box.
The video is quite long, but it is worthwhile to watch the whole video and stay tuned for the second part.
I truly believe this is a real ghost story — that chair didn’t rock as I had expected it to. I thought it would rock a bit harder which tells me it was an honest and true ghost sitting there and gently rocking it — as one normally would while sitting quietly on the porch.
There was also an honest to goodness ghost at one part of the video . . . but I also think I saw it sooner in the video . . . but it could have been the light. Let me know what you think.
Wasn’t that amazing?
Something was definitely on that porch with them!!! I got goosebumps a few times while watching the video and listening to the EVPs.
I remember watching either something on television or on-line at least 15 to 20 years ago about being careful when viewing programs involving paranormal activities.
At the time I wasn’t too concerned about it and thought the “warning” was a hoax or hype to get more views.
But the more I thought about it . . . and the things I’ve experienced, I decided to always have sage burning and also say a prayer of protection . . . and pretty much go all over my house with the sage smoke and repeating a prayer.
One experience I had while watching a YouTube Video that creeped me out was the shower curtain falling in one of my bathrooms and writing inside one of my cupboards in the kitchen which repeated something that was said in the video.
I was so creeped out that I emptied the cupboard and painted over it. The writing did bleed through, so I repainted it. And, yes again it bled through so I spackled over the writing, let it dry and repainted.
I can’t explain why the shower curtain fell nor the writing in the cupboard. I just know it happened and I do get a creepy feeling when I go into that bathroom and open cupboards in my kitchen.
I have called in “professionals” and have been told my house is very active. I’ve encouraged several “ghosts” to leave . . . which they have done, but for some reason I still have activity in my house.
I am definitely not a skeptic. Strange, uncanny, paranormal, if you will, things do occur more often than not. I do look for a logical explanation . . . and sometimes I can’t find one. So, I do have an open mind and subscribe to many YouTube Channels where I may see paranormal investigators experiencing something similar to my personal experiences for an explanation.
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Yeah . . . That box, sold at auction on eBay and was said to be haunted.
Wasn’t there a book and a film about that creepy old thing?
It’s a wine cabinet — a dybbuk box and also spelled “dibbux”. It’s said to be haunted by a dybbuk.
That makes sense for a dybbuk to live in a dybbuk box.
So . . . what’s the big deal?
This real ghost story begins with Kevin Mannis. In 2004, Mannis put The Dybbuk Box up for auction on eBay.
He’s a writer and at the time of the eBay auction owned a small antiques and furniture refinishing business in Portland, Oregon. In 2001, Mannis bought the Dybbuk Box at an estate sale. The box belonged to a Holocaust survivor of Polish decent by the name of Havela. She escaped to Spain prior to immigrating to the United States . . . bringing the box with her.
According to Mannis, Havela purposely sealed a dybbuk inside the box. Evidently she and her friends were performing a séance when a dybbuk contacted her.
Jewish folklore claims a dybbuk is a restless, malicious spirit believed to be able to haunt and even possess the living.
Now that we have some background on the dybbuk and his box . . . we return to Mannis. This is what he found when he opened the box:
2 pennies dated in the 1920’s
a lock of blonde hair bound with a cord
a lock of dark brown hair bound with a cord
a small statue engraved with the Hebrew word “Shalom”
one dried rose bud
a single candle holder with four octopus-shaped legs
a small golden wine goblet.
These items, according to Jewish folklore, are for exorcising demons.
That’s all fine and good . . . yet it appears the Dybbuk wasn’t exorcised. He was still in the box and when Mannis opened it . . .
He had horrible nightmares involving an old hag.
Even guests in Mannis’s home experienced these nightmares, too.
So, what did he do?
He gave the box to his mother. Oh good grief!!! And, the same day he gave her that stinky old Dybbuk Box she suffered a stroke. I said “stinky old Dybbuk Box” because it did have an aroma about it of a cross between cat urine and jasmine flowers.
The current owner of this Dybbuk Box is Jason Haxton, Director of the Museum of Osteopathic Medicine in Kirksville, Missouri.
Haxton had the winning bid at the eBay auction, thus buying the Dybbuk Box from Mannis.
Jason Haxton wrote The Dibbuk Box and published it in November of 2011.
He developed some strange health problems including hives, coughing up blood and “head-to-toe welts”.
While he had the box in his office, light bulbs burst.
Haxton removed the box from the museum and locked it in the back of his truck. He parked it at his house and that night experienced the same nightmares of a hag-like woman as other previous owners.
He contacted Rabbis to seal the dybbuk back in the box after he and his son noticed a black mass shaped like a flame in the room with them.
Currently, Haxton has the freshly resealed Dybbuk Box hidden in an undisclosed location.
Reminds me of a Genie in a Bottle or Aladdin’s Lamp.
Just in case you come across a dybbuk box, this one has the Shema carved into the side of it and the box measures 12.5″ x 7.5″ x 16.25″
Although this tale creeps me out, I can say that it is an attractive box . . . one I could see myself buying in an estate sale . . . but in light of all this . . . I would have to take a pass. I don’t like inviting danger into my life unnecessarily.
Oh yes, one more point . . . This was quite popular up until 2014 . . . so why am I writing about it?
I know this particular Dybbuk Box is now sealed in an undisclosed location . . . but do you honestly believe that there is only one Dybbuk . . . or is it merely an urban legend . . . Maybe those owners got caught up in the hysteria of the legend . . .
Or . . . there are Dybbuk among us . . . hidden in some old antique cabinet . . . an armoire perhaps . . . or a lovely vase . . . just waiting . . . for . . . you . . . to discover it . . . and . . . set it free . . .
Although I love real ghost stories, it doesn’t mean I don’t get creeped out and down right scared when strange paranormal activities happen in my own home . . . and with my personal belongings.
Antique mirrors are known to have some of the silver reflective “mirror” coating worn off. The glass may become warped . . . which makes the image seem like a carnival fun house mirror. And perhaps . . . just perhaps there may be something more sinister afoot.
I try to be logical . . . not everything has to be sinister or ghost related. Some things are just old and strange.
Well, now that I said that . . . you and I know I don’t believe it . . . stay with me and I’ll tell you why.
Aw, geez . . . with my antique mirror, it doesn’t seem to reflect what is directly in front of it, but gives a skewed image of what is beyond it.
Initially this intrigued me . . . giving off a kind of Alice in Wonderland imagery . . . That’s why I bought the creepy old thing . . . but once I hung it up, it made my walls and furniture look a bit topsy-turvy . . . and I didn’t look that great myself.
As I glance in the mirror, I see other images floating around inside, very similar to peering into a crystal ball.
I’m not sure if these floating images are ghostly spirits within the mirror or reflecting what is in the room. Is it possible that it is reflecting ghostly apparitions within my living room and dining room?
Are you getting a bit creeped out? I know I am and I’ve had this mirror hanging on my wall for quite some time now . . . 10 years!!!
I sometimes do my paper crafts at my dining room table . . . and I eat at my dining room table . . . and I have friends and family eat at that same dining room table . . . I may have some “uninvited guests” joining me . . . Aw geez!!
Well . . . if you aren’t a little spooked by now, you soon will be . . . but . . . not everyone finds the mirror creepy . . .
I find it interesting how some of my invited guests do see the floating objects within the mirror and others don’t. I’m beginning to think those who don’t see anything out of the ordinary to be the lucky ones. They are spooked by it and don’t spend time gazing into it.
Yet, I have noticed some of my guests walk quickly past the mirror and don’t want to sit opposite it. Could be some sort of an internal “thing” they’ve picked up on subconsciously.
Yes, I’ve had blessings and smudgings done on this mirror . . . numerous times, in fact.
I’ve also moved it to various locations throughout the house . . . and it has basically decided where it resides now.
Oops!! I kind of let the cat out of the bag there . . .
Since purchasing the mirror and bringing it into my home, I heard strange sounds coming from within the walls of the house where the mirror hung . . . goodness, even when it was setting on the floor, there were strange sounds coming from under the house and seemed to run through the floor in all directions.
A psychic told me that the mirror didn’t want to be there . . .
I inquired whether it didn’t want to be in that particular location of the house . . . or it didn’t want to be in my house at all . . .
I was assured that the mirror wasn’t opposed to being in my house (oh lucky me!!) . . . in fact the mirror chose me to purchase it . . .
The psychic didn’t have to say that . . . I wish he hadn’t said that, actually!!!
So . . . when the psychic left I got the antique mirror out of the house!!!
I set it out in the garage. Besides draining the battery of my car . . . it returned to the entry of my home, propped against the wall — not hung on the wall.
I was foolish enough to return it to the garage . . . And, you guessed it, it returned . . .
So . . . I decided (yeah, right, my decision . . . ) to hang it on the wall where it would be happy . . . and that turned out not be in the entry, but on the wall of the living room where it gets a nice view of the living room and the dining room.
I sit with my back to it mostly . . . it doesn’t seem to mind. I do get goose bumps from time to time and that creepy feeling that I’m being watched . . . and when I dust it, I do peer into it, just to make sure everything is in place . . . (those floating images) . . .
I suppose I’ve made peace with it . . . it does hang straight . . . it does seem happy . . . and I’ve learned a lesson . . . some antiques you own . . . and some . . . own . . . you . . .
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Please leave me a comment if you know anything about antique mirrors or have one of your own . . .
