Now that all the stories that have been 
sitting around for the last year or so are 
out, i can move on to Issue #2...

All the stories in this issue will be more up-to-
date. Although some are about things that 
happened in the last few years, they are newly 
written. I write my stories as God inspires me 
to, not as they happen.

Living in a larger city, it seems the enemy 
has a stronger threshold here. The 
bigger the city, the more potential, it 
seems, for sin. How can we, as Christians, 
live in these cities without being engulfed 
by Darkness? It seems the more we try to 
let God's light shine, the more the enemy 
tries to squelch it. Perhaps because 
there aren't enough of us unified 
together doing God's work. How does 
one inspire Unity? How can we work 
through our differences to come 
together? The cry for Unity is not a new 
one, but truly, how can we make it 
attainable?...

I've been told that some demons are 
territorial...

I went camping in southern-central New York 
last summer. I was homeless and staying with 
different friends. I thought that going away 
on a camping trip would be better than 
dealing with the people I was currently 
staying with. Living in close quarters with 
people can sometimes destroy friendships.

So, I went camping. It was someplace I had 
never been before. It was a state park, but I 
can't remember the name of it offhand. My 
friend and I set up camp, then went for a walk 
to check out what the beach was like. We 
then headed back to camp and went to sleep.

I was really exhausted from the 3-hour drive 
and also from my current lack of sleep. The 
friend I had been staying with kept very odd 
hours, even odder than mine. He usually woke 
me up a lot during the night with his blaring 
TV that I could here through the ceiling and 
his obnoxious guests.

I laid down to sleep in my tent and fell asleep 
immediately from exhaustion. I was so tired 
that I had forgotten to zip the opening and 
slept with just the screen of my tent closed.  
This is something I would not usually do, I like 
my privacy and I don't like the idea of anyone 
seeing me while I sleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night to glaring 
eyes outside my tent, that I saw through the 
screen. A figure crouched down in front of 
my tent, staring at me. It said, "Why are you 
here?", as if puzzled and yet angry at my 
invasion of it's space. I was so overcome with 
fatigue, it took all my strength to cry out, 
"Jesus!" and then I fell back asleep. I woke up 
later in the night to the feeling that 
something was tugging at my feet. I cried out 
the lord's name again and slept the rest of 
the night.

The next passing weeks, I pondered this 
occurrence, confused at the meaning of 
what that demon had said to me. Was my being 
there a threat?…Or was there someplace else 
I should have been? Only god knows the 
answer, but sometimes I can't help but wonder 
how all these pieces fit together in the 
puzzle of my life...

Now, A lot of extraordinary things have happened 
to me, mostly visual things or feelings that I have 
had, but in this next story, it was more than just 
visual, it was physical.

I was living in a second floor apartment in 
Rochester, New York. I had sensed something dark 
about the house that I lived in. I would often 
have bizarre, twisted dreams and feel as if my 
mind was being messed with all night and I would 
feel very unrested the next morning. I had 
suspicions about my neighbor who lived below me 
as well. He owned a dog that would bark constantly, 
at all hours of the night. He would only stop 
barking when his owner was there and usually after 
he yelled at him to be quiet. When I would walk by 
the apartment window, the dog would bark madly 
and scratch at the window trying to get out. It 
frightened me, especially when I was caught 
off guard. 

One night, I fell asleep in my living room on the 
couch. I had a nightmare and at the end of it I 
remember that there was a candleholder hanging 
across from me on the opposite wall, just like my 
living room in real life. The candleholder held 3 
black candles. In my nightmare, they flew across 
the room at me. I woke up screaming and I ran into 
my bedroom, eventually falling asleep.

The next morning, my roommate woke me up and asked 
me what had happened the night before. I explained 
my nightmare and he told me that he had found all 3 
candles spread across the room on the floor of the 
living room. I was completely shocked and to this 
am completely bewildered by what happened that night.

I don't know what was in that house or why this 
event happened to me. Perhaps one day, when I am 
in heaven, I will ask The Almighty about it... 

I was 6. I don't remember, but this is how my 
mom tells it: We were coming out of the hospital
in PA.. I was lagging behind.. My mom called 
back to me to hurry up. There was a car 
approaching me. She noticed and called out 
again to me. There was no one around. Then she
saw a man yank me out of the way. She tried to 
find the man to thank him, but he vanished as
mysteriously as he appeared.
Now YOU tell me who it was...

--Blakdophin...

I think that many people are reluctant to share 
stories of this nature because they are afraid of
what other people might think of them. I've gone 
through this myself and have decided that this is
my calling, to share my life experiences. God knows 
my heart & mind & soul, let him be the judge of 
my sanity, not man.

In understanding of people's thoughts and fears, 
if you wish to contribute your stories, 
I will respect your anonymity...

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