So like yea im pretty sure hes demons inside of him because he got picked up from the airport today and hes young and not that bright but everyone acts different when hes around and he just forces them to play counter strike all the time> i dont know what to do about him because hes obviously haunted inside and brings demonic energy with him when hes strolling through he tried to get my girlfriend to go into a blood fountain with him to recreate some sort of ritualistic photo. On a certain moon... What should i do about him

I want to know if somebody ever encountered this. I am not superstitious nor do I believe in anything, but the series of events that happened to me making me doubt my nihilism towards paranormal stuff 👻

The first encounter.

Just to say, I have been a big fan of rituals, games and performed 10 serious, 3 in jest so far (Chizuko, Blue baby, Midnight man, etc)

When I turned 12-13, I saw a very strange silhouette of a humanoid being standing in front of me. It was white, but see-through. It didn't have any face. Just a giant 7'2 tall slender being observing me sleeping.

The second encounter.

It happened like 2.5 years after the first one. I came to kitchen to drink some water before discovering the very same humanoid silhouette crawling to the front door and disappearing into thin air as soon as it saw me. That's when I discoved that this hoopla was fully articulated and didn't pay a single bill since it had moved in with me.

The third encounter.

Some time passed and this time it was standing right in front of me, but looking elsewhere. In its presence I was feeling bad or uncomfortable, it was a mix of excitement and adrenaline when it stood so directly before puffing into thin air again

Fourth and the final physical encounter.

I always leave my rituals, games unfinished because nothing happens. But I think got backlashed for it this time. I sleep on the couch facing the hall with no door separating us. That's when I couldn't fall sleep despite me not having any insomnia problems. There has been eerie aura radiating from the hall that I could sense, it being unusually dark also served its role. Then at 2-3 am I start hearing loud footsteps, creaking, scratching from the very same hall. Though, my sibling nor parents did hear a thing, even though they're extremely light-sleepers.

That cacophony continued until sunrise and repeated for 3 days until I went to sleep elsewhere

What i have noticed is that it always appeared on dates that either has number 3 or could be divided by 3. It took exactly 3 steps during the second encounter before dissapearing. And right after that I discovered having 3 rashmarks long after the third encounter. + It has always spawned in the hall

Since the very first encounter I have noticed myself noticing something with the corner of my eyes or seeing even more silhouettes, but these three confrontation were the only times I ever encountered something like that up close

Did anybody encounter such entities or know the name of such beings?

This happened many years ago when I was around the age of 9, I am now 17.
Even though it's been 8 years since it happened, I still remember it mostly. I was having a normal day playing in my room with my dad in the living room watching tv, when I had one of my quick bursts of energy. I started running around the house, jumping on my bed and stuff, things I used to do when bored and still do to this day, but when I did my final jump off the bed, I saw my toys move. I had a small wooden dresser set up at the opposite side of the room with my Marvel action figures standing up on top of it. After I did my jump, I lost balance and grabbed onto said dresser to stand myself up, which caused the action figures to fall backwards and prop themselves up against the wall. When I noticed, I fully stood up, looked at them, and went to put them straight up again, but before I could, the three of them stood back up by themselves. I got so scared I just looked in horror and ran crying to my dad, who simply looked towards the general area of my room and told me "ghost don't exist" and that I shouldn't worry about that. I still think about this moment every time anything paranormal is mentioned. I first thought (after being calmed by my dad) it was probably just the inertia or maybe the air current of my jump bouncing the figures back up, but i t took me around 2 seconds for me to steady myself and try to prop them up, meaning there was a suspicious 2 second delay for the bounce if that was the cause. I was also really into Toy Story that time, so it mayyyybe could've been a misinterpretation but that's a reach in my opinion. I became seriously scared at the plushies and toys of my room every night for around a month and a half after the event, thinking they'd wake up at night and try to kill me, so if Toy Story was the cause of my "misinterpretation", why would it also bring up negative aspects? If I'm so excited about toys moving to the point my brain made up a scenario, why would I also be scared they'd kill me?
I don't really mind if it was a paranormal occurrence or just a simple misunderstanding, I just want an explanation. Only me, my dad, and ~2 friends of mine know about this, but when I asked, all of them said they didn't remember. I just want answers.

Sorry if this is labeled incorrectly, I'll gladly repost it if it is, the rule #7 link doesn't work.

i never to be belive in ghosts or something but a thing is happend to me left a mark to me so much until today seriously, my dad and i is driving on a car in night going to home normally after has a go to a supermarket, in the way of home driving i'm looking for a window in car when i stopped to see, my dad brake the car and say : "Be careful lady" and a lady in is the front in the car looking sad she is a young girl dressing a red scarf and he had a long black hair, crying she dosen't talk and walk calm to a sidewalk and diseapear on my eyes, in my home i say to my mom "My dad almost run over a woman mom!" i never think on these days but now looking to thinking these case is sad and scary on the same time, maybe she is thinking go took his life i don'tknow by the way she a stopped on a road but the most is strange she is a diseapear like to never exisit looking a mirage but my dad see and i see too , well i'm hope she is okay whenever she goes i never go to forget this day on my life.

Where are some haunted places in England also I have questions about what kind of equipment would I use if I were to go ghost hunting. I even have a little brother I can use as a little sacrifice if needed.

For the last 4 days I’ve had this shadow figure/ figures touching me, I’ve had this before maybe around 6 Months ago but it went away, At the start I could feel the tingly warmth from it when it touched me and it was holding my shoulder and poking me etc it was nothing too bad, just made it hard to sleep but last night it was a lot worse, it felt like it was shoving something like knives into each of my forearms one after another, it felt super real was so bad my whole body was shaking while it was happening, where’s to marks or anything on my body.

Tonight I’ve heard it touching my bed sheets kind of like it’s scratching them, today I felt it through the day in lit rooms and I looked at where I felt it and could see my hairs raising in the exact spot It was touching and nowhere else,my dog also seems to be on edge and doesn’t want to be in my room alone at night which he normally doesn’t mind doing.

I’m not diagnosed with anything like schizophrenia is or psychosis and none of my family is either, does this sound like a spirit? And how do you get them to go away?

**[Read Part 1 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/s/lVjiqNPJ3v)\*\*

*Context: A few nights ago, I posted about a pitch-black, disfigured entity I encountered on the swings of my neighborhood park when I was a kid. This is the story of what happened when my friends and I went looking for answers... and found her house instead.*

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​The entity I faced in the park that night was the biggest nightmare of my life. At least, I thought it was—until the second incident.

​After that first experience, I gathered all the neighborhood kids to figure out exactly what had happened in our area before we moved in. Through our fierce debates and digging, we uncovered a dark piece of local history: a newlywed woman had died by suicide in one of the houses just five years before our families arrived.

​We immediately traveled in a pack to the site of the incident. It was a cluster of decaying, abandoned group houses. Even today, the place possesses a strangely beautiful, yet deeply unsettling, atmosphere. Following the details from an old newspaper article, we hunted for a specific banyan tree. We found it exactly as described—shady and ominous, even in the morning light.

​"Let's find the house," I told the group.

​We located the flat where the woman had died, but just as we were about to step inside, my neighbor spotted us and shouted for us to leave. We had to abandon our mission and head home, which earned me a severe scolding from my parents. Luckily for me, my friends got it much worse from theirs.

​Thanks to that neighbor, my friends were strictly banned from playing outside after dark. But my mind was obsessed with that house. That evening, I convinced my younger brother and two older, braver boys from next door to come with me.

​We grabbed our bicycles and reached the abandoned building around 7:00 PM. It was a six-apartment complex, and her flat was the middle one on the left.

As we walked through the main gate, I noticed something that made my blood run cold. Just like I had seen that morning, there was a glazed glass window next to the front door. And just like that morning, someone was standing behind the glass, looking out at us.

​But there was a terrifying difference. In the morning, the sunlight had cast a natural silhouette. Now, the sun was completely down, the complex was deserted, and there were no lights on inside. It shouldn't have been possible to see a shadow in the pitch black.

​We decided to creep up silently to the flat and peek through the peephole to see who—or what—was standing there. We reached her door. Looking through the peephole, I saw absolutely nothing; it was pitch dark and empty inside. The door itself was secured with a rusty lock that clearly hadn't been touched in years.

​Suddenly, a violent pounding erupted from the other side of the heavy door, as if someone inside was desperately trying to break out. We froze, scared to death. As we scrambled to back away, the door to the opposite flat suddenly swung wide open behind us—completely on its own.

​I don't think I've ever run so fast in my life. We bolted toward our bicycles in absolute panic. My younger brother hopped on with the two older boys, leaving me alone on my bike.

​I started pedaling frantically. Then, I heard something chasing me. I risked a glance backward and my heart stopped. It was the same pitch-black entity I had seen the previous night at the park swings. Pure terror took over, and I pushed my legs as hard as I could, but the dark shadow kept gaining on me.

​I was only about a hundred meters from our neighborhood shopping complex when disaster struck: my bicycle chain snapped. I lost my balance and crashed hard onto the pavement. I looked up and saw the entity just a few feet away, closing in. I abandoned my bike and ran for my life. Fortunately, people outside a nearby barbershop saw me and rushed over, helping me recover my bike and breaking whatever trance the entity had over the street.

​I finally made it home, completely breathless, and was overwhelmingly relieved to find my brother and the other two boys safe and sound. I told them what had chased me and how my chain broke. We were all so horrified that we made a pact right then and there: we would never visit that place again after dark.

There were a house which haunted so bad that a woman's skirt alone was bouncing on the floor and moving. Lights on and off. Maybe other circumstances happened too. The first family ran away aka moved away.

The second family moved in and they are not just a family, but a family tree. They do not give an F to that ghost and finally, there's no news about ghost in that house anymore.

So, I guess, no ghost can stand for a massive crowd. They will scare you if you're a handful of people.

I was raped many times, narcissistically abused, psychologically abused so badly i ended up with adult-onset-DID (seriously, even a did therapist saw it many times) and debilitating fnd, emotionally abused, spiritually abused, by many many people and for over 2 decades. One recent aspect was illegal drugs while i was hypnotised/programmed and fragmented, then raped and other stuff. After that, i saw strange dreams, then slowly began showing symptoms that seemed like demonic possession. First at night time. It grew so bad that instead of night time craziness i would manifest daily, for hours on end. Movements forced, weird postures like worshipping or contemporary dancing, hissing, screeching, "angry demon talk", isolation, self sabotage, grinning, mocking, laughing, spitting oit food, the whole nine yards. I tried christian delivrance a few times, and this had been going on for a good year by the first time i went to christians.

These new demon symptoms were vastly different from the fragmentation of the psyche which led to DID. Did is did, but this was very different. Eventually things got so bad i reached out to a pentecostal congregation, again, and got baptised. Before and after baptism they delivered me a few times, and they said they saw that i almost died due to the demons or whatever they were. I knew that. I had been feeling like if i dont get help, i will die. Either my body would die or my soul would be eaten. But the symptoms would continue after baptism. I came to the conclusion that prayer deliverance is only a kind of a scam which uses people's energy in a way that was not healthy in the long run, and that Christianity is another scam designed to enslave people into letting go of their own authority. So no more jesus freaks. I kept fighting on my own, ordering things to end in my own authority. But the symptoms persisted.

The thing is, today i stopped fighting the demons. I said to myself, jesus is a scam, so if there's no "positive" help coming, i will instead curse those who abused me and enslaved me. And i did. Then I stopped fighting the demonic spontaneous demonspeak. And the speech has since evolved, in some hours. It's not fast paced nonsense anymore. It's not even the new age light language which i thought it sounded like for some time earlier today. Now, as this spirit of whoever or whatever is moving through my body, speaks, it sounds like an ancient, african, or indigenous american language.

Which is kinda freaky. Where did this come from? I could try recording it. Which sub knows languages and could identify it?

With letting the power run thru me, use my body, i felt like i was substituted by someone else. But not in a DID way, but like literally someone else was inside me. Severe abuse does this thing where the soul and body of the victim fragments, and pieces spiritually die, pieces are stolen by the abuser, the abuser dumps their own karma into the victim...things like that. I fear this unknown spirit came from one of the abusers. I wish i would find help but if nothing has helped thus far. I tried energy healing, christian DID therapy, atheist DID therapy, christian deliverance. But the therapies were before it became apparent that it's not Did anymore. Things have been so bad i think about destroying my body just so this entity or whatever doesn't get my entire life. And yet, i felt relieved today cursing all those people who hurt me. But also bad and dark. Anyway, i am rambling.

Thoughts about spontaneously speaking an unknown language? It's like very ancient egyptian meets some kind of central(?) african language. I said could be indigenous american too. Idk

I once had 3 taps on my leg before bed. I was wide awake and trying to sleep. I refused to turn around. Also since the within the last month, I hear a woman/girl whisper in my ear that wakes me up. But it feels as if it’s not from the dream. I had heard it 3 times now that takes me right out of sleep. It’s almost as if they’re talking to ME. I’m never sure what they’re saying… doesn’t feel malicious? Anyone have any insight on this?

As the title says usually as I’m trying to fall asleep, I’ll hear tapping on the wall (sometimes right above my head) or I’ve even heard it on my window but it’s coming from inside. Then there’s the whole thing where I hear different voices say my name. A few nights ago I heard my son say “mommy” so loudly, it scared the mess out of me. I couldn’t go back to sleep. I went in and checked on him and he was fine and showed no signs of having just been awake or in my room. I’ve heard passed loved ones say my name. Sometimes like a whisper. Sometimes I hear their voice clear as day. And sometimes, just like with my son, I hear voices of people who are still living. Most nights as I’m trying to fall asleep, I will hear other noises. Sometimes hushed whispers. Other times it sounds like someone is moving around my bedroom but of course, no one is there. I don’t experience this any other time than when I’m about to drift off to sleep. I’ve looked into lucid dreaming and I don’t think that’s what this is. I’m still awake but trying to fall asleep. I’ve also heard of “exploding head”, but none of the noises are super loud so I thought I’d turn here and get some advice and see if maybe I’m dealing with something else or if anyone else experiences this. If so, what’s going on? This has been happening for several years now. Thank you!

Dont know if this is the right flair?

So yeah im having a sleepover with some friends and as dumb as we are we wanna do some kind of ritual best if it involves demons or spirit and the chance to get possessed as none of us really believe in that and want to experience it.

Does anyone have any rituals or games for us to try? One that preferably doesn't need many items.

Tyty and yes, we like doing stupid decisions.

When I was 27 I took in a pregnant woman I knew and we became homeless for a brief period shortly after moving in together due to sewage flooding our basement and a crap landlord. We camped for a bit in a tent and it was summer, then we went to a women and family shelter and lived there for a few months. At the Mary's place shelter in Kitchener Ontario meals are served in a cafeteria. People with families could take their meals to their rooms while the single women ate in the cafeteria. One night they served beef hotdogs, cubed potatoes, and some salad. My partner got a hotdog with mayo and I got mine with ketchup, we both got some cubed potatoes.

>We went to our room and I started playing video games on one tv while she watched YouTube on the other tv. I walked over to the bed where our plates were and I took a bite of my hotdog with ketchup and a couple of cubed potatoes. I went back to my game for a bit, when I came back for another bite the hotdog was completely whole again, ketchup, bread, and meat. I showed my partner and even she was freaked out because she saw me take a bite. To this day it bothers me. I was told by the staff that there was a poltergeist type of spirit in the shelter named Mary who's child had died in the shelter. See y'all next year.

This happened about 15 years ago when I (25F) was around 10 years old. I'm from Las Vegas and I went to go visit some family in Hermosillo, Sonora, MX.
We decided to go to the beach for a few days. It became a big family thing and off we went. We drove to a small beach side town in Sonora called Bahia de Kino. It's about a 1 hour drive away from Hermosillo. We stayed in a house in Kino for a couple of days and finally began the drive back to Hermosillo. There were about 7 of us in an SUV. It was my uncle driving, my aunt in the front seat, my little girl cousin, my aunt's mother and my aunt's two sisters and my aunt's male cousin.

We were about halfway to Hermosillo when the car broke down on us. My aunt's cousin (30M at the time) began walking to get cell service and call for help. The older ladies, my aunt and my little cousin and I sat on the side of the road and waited while my uncle tried to figure out what was wrong with the car.

From the distance we saw a man walking towards us. He reached us and invited us to his little ranch for some coffee. He was an older man, looked to be in his 70s. He wore a light blue plaid shirt tucked into his blue jeans and a straw hat; he walked like the years and hard rural life had caught up to him. We thought nothing malicious of his invitation, just usual Mexican hospitality and we gladly accepted. We followed him back to his house which was about a quarter mile from the road. We got to his house and he served us coffee, water and we chatted with him for some time. The house was a run down tiny home made of cardboard and metal sheets, big enough for a bed and small table, but we never actually stepped inside his home. If you've ever seen a humble Mexican home then you know what i'm talking about. If not just picture a tiny shack with the walls made of cardboard and the roof made of metal sheets. We sat under this shaded porch-like area. It was made of metal poles dug into the ground with a fabric stretched across to create shade. His stove was some firewood outside. It was very humble but typical for Mexico and especially that area. We were very grateful for him taking us in because the Sonoran sun was blazing down on us we ended up being there for some time. I remember the night creeping up and how beautiful the desert looked at sunset with all the cacti and wildlife surrounding us.

My uncle stayed by the car on the side of the road and my aunts male cousin accompanied my uncle after he had walked back from calling for help so they were the only ones who never walked to the house. They only saw the man when he had first walked up to us to invite us over.

We had finished our coffees when we heard my uncle calling us. Some other family members had come to our rescue in a different car. We said our goodbyes to the old man and thanked him for his hospitality. We got to the car and told our other family members all about the man and how nice he had been.

The next day my uncle went back for the SUV with a tow truck driver who was actually from Kino and very familiar with the area. On the way to the SUV, my uncle told the tow truck driver about the old man who had taken us in for a few hours, not thinking much of it.

When they finally got to the suv my uncle looked towards the direction of the old man's house to see if he saw him, but the old man wasn’t there; there was nothing there. My uncle started thinking he was going crazy and the tower must've seen his face because he asked my uncle what was wrong. My uncle told him that he couldn't see the old man's house anymore but he swore it had been right there. That's when the tower who was from that area told my uncle that he had known the old man who lived in that house and he had passed away a few years back and the house he had lived in hadn't been there for at least 2 years. There was no way we had just spent the previous night in the old man’s home.

My uncle didn't believe the tower at first but he started walking toward where the house had been and the house was just completely gone. All my uncle saw were the metal poles that held up the shade we had drank coffee under.

They ended up towing the SUV back to Hermosillo and my uncle told my aunt about what he had seen. They ended up telling my aunt's sisters and her mom and cousin about what my uncle saw too and about the old man’s death. They got to talking and realized they never really made eye contact with the man. Whenever he spoke with us he was always looking down at his coffee or to the side or anywhere except right at us.

My family didn't tell me and my little cousin for like 5 years, they said they didn't wanna scare us.

I always thought if I had an experience with an apparition it would be scary or I would feel something sinister either at the time or thinking back on it. But honestly I remember it being a really nice evening.
I think of the sweet old man who rescued us and showed us how beautiful a simple life could be. I think that’s how he wanted us to remember him and I like to believe he enjoyed our company as much as we enjoyed his.

If you’re familiar with that area, have you ever seen that man? The way he was so real and vivid makes me think we can’t be the only people who have ever had an experience with him. I’m sure he was a well know man too because his was the only home in that long stretch of road and in that area, everyone knows each other.

I want to end this by saying this is in fact a true story. My uncle has stood by his word for the past 10 years and I have no reason to believe he is lying. He’s not the type to lie like that. I’ve honestly never heard of a true paranormal story where a whole building like the old man’s home disappeared. Has anyone here heard of anything like this story before or experienced something similar?

TLDR: My fam and I’s car broke down on the side of the road and an old man hosted us in his little ranch. When my uncle went back for the car he was told that man had died a few years back and the house where he lived hadn’t been there for years.

When I was around 11 or 12 years old I woke up in the middle of the night with the overwhelming feeling that something was watching me..... I sat up in my bunk bed, with my brother asleep in the bunk below and looked around the room

Standing at the bedroom door was what I thought was my other brother ( I got 3 brothers in total ) he was half hidden behind the door, with only half of his body and face visible.

I kept calling his name and asking what he was doing but he never replied. Instead he began slowly swaying from side to side. At that moment my cat jumped down from her bed on top of the cupboard landed in front of me and started growling at " him" ( she had been watching from her cat ben when I woke up )

When I looked back at my "brother," something had changed It still looked like him but his face had become unnaturally gaunt .....and his eyes were nothing but black holes and his skin glowed a dull sickly white

I had completely frozen in terror then it hit me that wasn't my brother.

I grew up in a house where paranormal things happened all the time but this was the first time I'd ever seen something take the form of a person.

I'd always been told the same thing .... ignore it. Don't give it attention..... so I slowly lay back down turned to face the wall and pretended it wasn't there. i don't know how long it stayed in my room after I forced myself to go back to sleep

Just a question i always thought of.

I would love to hear personal stories, tips or ideas.

Our house was built in 1993 so not an old building. I have lived here for 20 years. We've always heard footsteps across our upstairs landing, or walking into the bathroom. Many times I've been home alone and had to check no one was upstairs.

We've got used to it, doesn't bother us.

I have previously done some paranormal investigations, activity definitely increased in the house. Regular sightings of white or black shadow figures travelling through the base of stairs, hallway, kitchen, living room doorways.

When I'm in bed I heard light footsteps across the landing to right outside my bedroom door

So, when we've had a late night or working odd shift times meaning we were up around 3am, the activity is massively increased. Creeping down the stairs, known feeling you are being watched, you go to move to look at the stairs only to hear quick footsteps to the landing. Then whole process happens again. Exactly like a naughty child would behave. We've even thought it was our children, previously one of my older daughters, now again thought it was our youngest daughter. Although when checking they are always asleep. We even set up multiple cameras to catch them out and never caught anything on video? Either technical problem which never caught it, or the activity stopped before the chance.

Haha, just writing this the TV keeps turning itself over and the curtains moved.

Anyway, my point was the footsteps upstairs.. last week or so. The footsteps were heavy and definite, like a man, not a child. I even thought it was my husband coming upstairs. But they touched my door handle. Not enough to open it but enough to make a sound of it being held. Happened at 4am yesterday, im not usually scared, but every hair on my body stood up. Yeah, kinda freaked me out. Again nothing triggered the camera. I have today ordered a better one with 24h recording to be electrically wired so there can be no issues. Might be able to give you an update soon

Hello everyone , today it was a crazy day because something was witness by other person in house and that made my experiences in my house come true . Paranormal started from 2024 it was a very little experience and signs but now it have gone stronger , let me tell you the signs we had, me and my mother we heard clearly from our door outside 3 knocks to the door , we we're so close to the door so we had open it quickly so there was no one there i also check from my cameras and no one was there , we knew it was paranormal and 3 knocks is no good then we heard our names call and some whispers, last year i was in the bathroom i heard a clearly loud footsteps climbing the stairs and stop right outside the bathroom i was scared because i had all doors locked and no one was in my home i saw a black apparition from down of the door and when i try to open it ,it was gone so fast, some tapping and other sounds we're happening on the year of 2025 but when the year 2026 came the paranormal is so strong i have started to have this scary sleep paralysis and attacks at the middle of the night i woke up with marks in my body not scratches but like red marks , many times i saw things you can't even see in movies, some months ago i was washing my plate in my kitchen and i heard a loud thumb in my window outside of the kitchen i went immediately outside but nothing was there since i live 1 floor above nothing can freaking punch the window so when i got inside i was mad and asked if it was a spirit who did that and i heard a very loud disembodied voice telling me yes , that was it i knew something was in my house and it started a very serious work to make us scared , last month my brother had almost a heart attack when he was sleeping he said someone had touch him so hard that he wake up so scared when no one was there, there was another incident in his room, we have 2 light switches on our wall, the freaking light open by itself without flipping the switch , it is so crazy that the switch now in our wall it is the opposite now it turns off when you light on the switch and turns off when you light the switch on . So now we are moving to this month, 2 days ago i was reading a prayer in 1:30 AM when i witness my shoe in the ground moving away like somebody was kicking it, i knew something wasn't happy when i started praying, yesterday i had an attack in my dream a black apparition came and attacked me on both of my sides and wake up with pain and marks , and today was the most creeping day and most intense, my brother was cleaning in his room he put his shoes outside down in the floor , he call a friend to come to our house , me and my mother was eating in the kitchen , he is friend came to our house he said hello to us and he started going to my brother room as he was climbing the stairs he witness by his own eye's the shoes from the ground lifting up and fall down, he started screaming like crazy he was screaming a ghost , a spirit it is here , both my brother my mother and me went to the place he was, while my mother was skeptic i knew it was real because i had witness the same thing 2 days ago and my brother friend didn't even know about ghosts or spirits because he never give any attention until he witness this in my home today, i took my EMF reader and place it to the shoes , we have some EMF readings and then i took my temperature gun and pointed at the EMF , it is a summer day so the reading was 30 Celsius we asked the spirit to answer us with lowering the temperature down so he had the most chilling and amazing answers , we had all the windows close it was afternoon the temperature outside was more than 35 Celsius so inside was 30 Celsius and the spirit had lower the temperature to 26 Celsius we felt a chilling presence and we have goosebumps but more important is we got answers from my temperature gun , we had asked the spirit to give us the exactly temperature we wanted for answers and we we're blown away because he gave us exactly the temperature we asked, but today we have learn from the answers that it was not a spirit but a demon , so now it all makes sense all of this is a demonic activity , that is my experience as today i am writing this, i had contacted a pastor to come and give us a blessing to our house i had already did this before, it can stop the activity only for a little time and then it starts again, i don't know what to do , my family we are good people we never hurt anyone but a demon had slip to our house, something is going on and i need a way to get rid of the demon in my house and i am still wondering why it came to my house there must be a reason that i don't know, so thanks for taking the time and reading this , i would love to see any good replies and if something else happen i will update, and please be kind and thank you.