Unwanted Unsolicited Nocturnal Visitations and the Crucifix
Many years ago when I was in my early twenty’s, I experienced unwanted/ unsolicited nocturnal paranormal visitations of a sort on a regular basis to a point where I dreaded the night periods and kept my bedside lamps alight throughout the night. I have no idea who or what these entities were except to say they really wore me down through sleepless nights.
Having a Christian background, I bought a 5″ long, blessed crucifix from the Roman Catholic church relics shop which I stitched firmly onto the top of the surrounding velvet cloth in front of an oval picture of a beautiful Victorian lady. I then hung the picture with the attached crucifix on a picture hook on the wall about 1 metre above my bed.
One winters night at approx. 8.30pm, after having had supper, a bath, changed into warm flannelette pajamas, windows and doors shut/locked, bedroom light still on, I settled down to watch TV. I was seated on my pillows, leaning against the headboard which was hard up against the wall and the cabinet type TV was up against the wall at the foot of my bed. I’d been watching a film for approx. 10 minutes, when I suddenly felt a cold breeze at back of my neck. I rubbed my nape and turned to look at the wall behind me rather confused as there was no window on that wall, nor was there any reason for this sudden COLD breeze. I continued to watch TV but realized the cold atmosphere had intensified to a point where I felt as though I was sitting in a deep freezer and, the room atmosphere was quite weird. Quite suddenly there was loud shuffling as though there was a tussle between two people, there was cluttering, thuds and bangs on the floor boards in front of me so loud that it drowned out the sound of the TV, yet I could see nothing before me. I was petrified and confused at what was happening yet wasn’t visible and, as suddenly as it had begun, I heard something fall on the floor and everything was back to normal.
I sat on the bed in the same position for some minutes still shaken, trying to fathom out what had just taken place when I remembered something had fallen on the floor, so I gingerly stepped off the bed and looked on the floor – nothing was found. I looked under my bed and was surprised to see the crucifix detached from the oval picture, on its own. I retrieved it and looked for the oval picture which I found under the bed next to mine. I noticed the broken threads on the velvet cloth as if the crucifix had been wrenched from the picture. I was in shock and didn’t know what to make of all this. The picture hook was still firmly intact on the wall and the loop on the oval picture was firmly in place yet the picture flew off the wall and the crucifix wrenched apart from the picture.
My neighbour knocked on my door and enquired after me as she had heard the racket which sounded like a violent fight was taking place and was shocked at what I had to say.
My question is – for those who believe in Jesus Christ – what could all this mean? Why was the crucifix so violently wrenched from the picture and thrown on the floor? What/who could have been responsible for what happened?
Sent in by Pat