"[My story starts with a] figure in the windows both on the 1st and 2nd floor of my house. The mirror (approx 10x5ft) was between the two on the 1st floor. That was in Lexington, MA (very historical town) and our house is where an old farm house used to be. The event was about 1980-1, spring. I was so young I don't remember too clearly.
My sister used to witness the lights go on and off in the house while she was in the back yard with my family and no one was inside. She also heard strange noises from a small door (approximately 2x1') in her closet. They were whispers, whining and music. It lead to the roof over the garage. This was about 1982, she was 15 when she told me about it, and it had been happening for years.
[Another time] my friend slept over. We were talking about and raising energies that were of another dimension or astral plane. We were talking about ghosts, asking what would happen if we called upon one (I forgot to tell you we dug out my sister's Ouija board and used it).
We started to see red eyes out my window in the dark night. Shadows in the corner of the room. No doubt our fear and energy were sending signals to some sketchy beings. We had a hard time with a tape that would only play backward. It was a weird night. We were so freaked that we fell asleep holding rosaries.
I got up to go to the bathroom and on my way back closed the bedroom door all the way. When we woke up the next morning my hollow wood door had about 3 holes punctured in it about 4' from the floor, the largest being no bigger than 2 inches round, if I remember correctly. My poster was torn at the corner where it was held up with tape. A post card was wrinkled that was up with a tack on the door and a large digital watch with rubber wrist bands was ripped so that most of it was dangling from the attached part.
I still have no idea what happened and I have no idea why it could get through the door. Except that I was a little educated on the topic and asked for magickal protection from the 4 watchtowers. That was about 1988, October, before Samhain. I don't think about it much but I know my friend Dineen and I never repeated anything we did that night.
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