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July 2003 –
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Mythological
Demons Are Real
by Barbara F.
First, I would like to say that I feel it is detrimental to humanity that science scoffs at a lot of what it doesn't understand and doesn't fit into their normal pattern of things. Now, I would like to tell you about ONE of my unusual experiences.
I was about 18, living with two female friends and a baby in a one-bedroom, third-floor tenement apartment in Lynn, Massachusetts, on a hill approaching what is known as High Rock Towers. For a time, I would hear leaves rustling, as if someone were walking through leaves three flights down. It made me uneasy because this was occurring on a nightly basis at approximately 3 a.m. I comforted myself by telling my friends about it and saying to myself that I'm safe because it remained outside three flights down. But after a while, that changed. No longer was it staying outside three flights down, but it began to climb the three flights of stairs, always making sounds of low growling and what seemed to be the sound of one foot always hitting the stairs, as if it were being dragged.
I was very scared now and told both of my friends about the seemingly nightly visitations. Only one of my two friends believed me enough to sit up with me searching into the outside darkness trying to get a glimpse of what I thought was a prowler. A prowler, that made a growling like noise, that dragged a leg and was now coming up three flights of stairs, pacing from my front to back door almost on a nightly basis.
Until one very early morning, I had not yet seen this visitor. What now was the usual in our apartment was that my believing friend and I would stay up all night in an effort to either see and confront this individual, and also to protect ourselves as we now felt very threatened. My friend and I had, as was customary, stayed up all night on watch and were looking out of our kitchen window when we both saw something peering from behind a tree directly in front of our kitchen window across a narrow driveway. It was staring up into our kitchen window. I had never seen anything like what I was now seeing, and because of this asked my friend to describe to me what SHE was seeing to see if her description matched what I was seeing. She described the thing EXACTLY as I was seeing it - and it wasn't human or any animal I had ever heard of or ever seen.
There's more to this story that I haven't yet mentioned, like the night as it paced from front to back door reaching the back door and turning the doorknob in efforts to get into our apartment. I woke the unbelieving friend and told her this visitor was now trying to get into the apartment. Still not believing, but to quiet me she got up and came with me into the kitchen and watched and listened in terror as she heard the low growling as the doorknob continued to turn. All three of us ran from the kitchen to the parlor as we heard the low growling approaching the front door which led into our parlor. We stood there terrorized as again the doorknob began to turn.
Now I have to describe this to give you an accurate picture. Our front door did not meet the floor; there was approximately an inch between the bottom of the door and the floor. What I saw and my friends saw from the space between the floor and the door was unlike anything I had ever seen and have since, (except for what I will later tell you) ever seen. There was a foot - not quite human, with skinny, bony toes and sparse long hair showing itself from under the door. I could go on and on because this visitation went on for months before we finally got a glimpse of it. But I won't, I'll get to the point that I need to make.
Because of our experiences with this thing and its continued efforts to get into our apartment, we decided to move, and move we did. The story could have ended there, except for one happened-upon piece of information that I will now relay. It was, at least, a year from our visitations and I was visiting my mother who had shopped at a local supermarket and as a promotion she would be able to purchase encyclopedias at a very low cost for shopping at that market. I loved encyclopedias and was thumbing through one during my visit when I was stopped dead in my tracks. There in the margin was an exact picture of what I and my friend had seen a year before. I went on to read about this picture and I will tell you what I remember it saying. This being was said to be a mythological demon, that when it stood upright would DRAG A LEG! I only wish I could remember the name of this so-called mythological demon, but I can't.
Mythological! This creature is NOT mythological. I experienced it, saw it with my OWN eyes and even had my friend describe what she was seeing prior to my telling her what I was seeing. There's no mass hysteria in this experience, as science might say. I saw it, she described it. It is not mythological. IT IS REAL! This causes me to question mythology and ask how much of mythology is REAL!
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