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From: OPFOR1@aol.com
Date: Thu, 25 Sep 1997 00:30:25 -0400 (EDT)
To: obiwan@ghosts.org
Subject: Childhood Stories
[Hi I'm using my friend's computer to write you this story with his consent. He told me about his experiences at the University of Maryland and believes now in things supernatural. I however always have. In any case I have seen many things that could not be explained by the laws of nature. Here is one of my earliest memories.]
When I was little, about 5 or 6 years old my parents moved into a row home and divided the three bedrooms among themselves and their three children. My oldest brother and I shared the attic bedroom. Many strange things happened there too me but one always struck me and I honestly hadn't thought about it for years until my friend told me about this site. Anyway here goes.
At the time I was a very devout catholic and wanted to become a catholic priest when I became older. I kept a blessed copy of the King James Bible next to my bed and had a crucifix above my bed. The crucifix itself was attached to the wall by double sided tape and firmly attached. This is important for what I am about to tell you.
During the years that we stayed there I would see a man walk into my room and sit on the table next to my brother's bed and look at me. He was a tall bald black man who spoke in a very refined tone. I remember being scared of him and would attempt to pretend to sleep or ignore him while in bed. This I did for month until I worked up enough courage to speak to him.
Turning to him one night I saw that he was simply standing there smiling. It was not an evil grin or a smile of victory. It was more a smile of amusement and I remember his deep sounding voice. I looked at him and asked him who he was and why he was here. He said that his name was Lucifer and that he just wanted to see a soul who belonged to him. To say the least I was unnerved and promptly hid beneath my covers eventually falling again to sleep.
When I awoke everything seemed normal and my brother said he slept well through the entire night. So everything seemed normal and I thought it too be just a dream. However my brother pointed out to me that my crucifix was now upside down. As I mentioned before the crucifix was double baked taped to the wall and when I removed it to set it right the tape tore paint off the wall.
For the next 4 or 5 years I saw that man many times always sitting by my brothers bed. He referred to himself always as Lucifer and denied that he was Satan. That I remembered clearly. At that time I never could understand the difference but I know now. He never threatened me nor did anything to make me uncomfortable in his presence and we spoke on many things. Some innane others not. Always though after seeing him at night my crucifix was upside down.
Strange and perhaps not very scary but a true story non the less. I never saw that man again after we moved. As a follow up I converted from catholicism to buddhism when I was 13 after a crisis in faith. I've never been attracted to Satanic worship nor been involved in any. I don't know if the man, was there or a product of my imagination, was actually who he said he was.
I do know that he constantly maintained that I was his and that he was Lucifer. Believe or not it matters not to me but it is the first story of the supernatural that I remember experiencing.