No end in sight.

I sit here this morning, Pondering all that has happened over the past few years.At times, I would think it was finally ending. Only to have something else happen that would show me, it wasn't gone.I have been back and forth with this so many times. That it feels sort of useless to hope anymore.

Things had been going pretty good. With just the occasional, glimpse of a dark shadow.We continue every night to say the Lords prayer, together as a family. So we assumed, in time, it would dissipate. I was no longer waking up @ 3 am. And was actually starting to sleep through the night again.
Then a few nights ago, My daughter in law and I were working on the computers. My husband and son were in separate rooms playing a duel game on Xbox. All was peaceful. Then my grandson, who had been in bed sleeping for a while. Started to laugh.Not just a giggle. But a laugh as if someone was tickling him. I felt that dread well up in the pit of my stomach. My DIL jumped up to go check on him. The minute she stepped foot in the hallway the laughing stopped.She went ahead and looked in on him. He was sitting up in his bed. And when he saw her, he screamed as if he didn't want her there.And his reaction would have normally been thrilled to see his mom and reaching for her. That sort of unnerved us. But we let it go. And went back to what we were doing.

Now the dogs are once again growling at things we can't see. All their hair will stand up, and they will growl like they are about to attack something. Each time this happens, I wonder, is this it? Is it finally about to reveal itself? Is this going to be what everything has been leading up to? It's an awful feeling.

Yesterday, my DIL and I were cooking dinner.She stated that her hand was burning. She held out her hand for me to see, what appeared to be three scratches appearing on the top of her hand. Being that this has happened to us before. We told it to stop. And went on about our business.
Later in the evening, we were all doing our usual nightly things. My DIL and I were working on the computers, the guys played Xbox, and our grandson was fast asleep. When my pit bull Amy started barking growling and actually lunging toward the hallway.The house had been entirely quite. So her sudden barking scared the crap out of me.My DIL and I got her calmed down.And went back to what we were doing. We started to hear scratching sounds coming from the hallway.We tried to ignore this, and continue working.When my right ankle began to burn as if someone was holding fire close to it. I looked down and saw three red scratches that were just starting to bleed.And again, the scratches from the hallway. Then our grandson starts laughing.And again, just as his mom started to go check on him it stopped.We tried to ignore all of this the best that we could.
As Marty and I lay down for the night to watch TV, we kept hearing scratching coming from the bedroom wall. Again, we ignored it. And tried to get some sleep. I woke up at 3:15...............

Dreams or reality

For the past few days, the dogs have really gone nuts around here. They growl and bark at things we can't see. I have had a feeling like something was up. But couldn't quite put my finger on it.

The night before last, I had a really horrible demonic dream. I woke up terrified. But I didn't tell anyone and passed it off as "just a bad dream." The last night again, a very horrible demonic dream.BUT, this time Marty had an awful dream too, and even fell out of the bed and got hurt. I know, this could very well be a coincidence. But just as our daughter in law lay down to go to sleep last night, she heard a man whisper in her ear. Coincidence? OK, let's say, mistaken sound.

The activity seems to be heating up again. And I have no clue as to why.

Cloudy days

For some reason, cloudy and rainy days seem to be more active. My daughter in law are home alone today.As we sat here quietly working at the computers. My dishes just rattled in the cabinets behind us. Rather loudly i might add. And being behind me didn't help either.Looks like it may be an interesting day.
I will update of any more occurrences.

Hand Prints

Well, we all enjoyed the quiet and calm while we had it.But it looks like it's about to be the same old stuff again.We go to bed at night, and hear things moving in the kitchen.Last night as I lay there waiting for sleep. I was listening to the sounds from the kitchen when I heard distinct footsteps come into our bedroom.The footsteps were quick and light as if a small child were running. The came all the way up to my dresser and stopped. Of course, there was nothing there.

Over the past few days, being a typical mom and housewife. I have been complaining about the hand and fingerprints on my big bathroom mirror. Not the type of mirror that goes over the sink. But a really large mirror that we have on the wall. I will clean it, and in no time there are finger and hand prints on the top of it. I was complaining about this the other day, so my son goes in there to look.Then he says, "Umm, mom, look closer at those handprints." I had just noticed the smudging and hadn't really looked carefully at them. But now that I am looking, I see that these handprints came DOWN on the mirror, as if from the ceiling.No way could anyone have done that.So today I clean it once again, to see if they reappear in that manner.

What now

I had so thought we were winning this war. Now I'm not at all sure.
We are getting more and more activity again. Things moving around in the house after we go to bed. And I have just had this feeling like there is a storm coming. I'm not sure what that means. But I don't like it at all.

Silence interupted

Things have been exceptionally quite around here. No bumps in the night. Nothings being moved around.Until last night.
It's going to be hard to explain this, But I was sound asleep last night.And I woke to a steady tapping on my dresser, right by my head. I can't explain the sudden terror I felt.It was a horrible, to the very core terror.My dog Amy jumped up and looked at the dresser. I reach my hand over to touch Marty. I needed to wake him up, I was too scared to move. The very moment I touched him, the sound stopped.The room went totally silent. I lay there for what seemed like forever trying to control my breathing.After I got myself calmed down, i looked up at the clock on the headboard 3:05

I don't understand why this happened, as things have been so very much better.
And I don't understand why I was so scared. It was just a tapping, but I was frozen with an unexplainable fear. (That isn't at all like me.)

We continue to recite the lord's prayer together each night. And it seemed that we were winning the fight and getting our home back.
Now, I wonder what last night meant. Is it angry? Is it stronger? Will it hurt us? Can it hurt us?
I just don't know.............

Update

Quite a bit has happened since I last updated (sorry). But I will try to take it step by step for you.

Marty blessed the kid's room again. And a few night after that we noticed that our dog(A huge female pit bull) would no longer go to her crate in the spare bedroom. That was really strange. She has always loved coming into the house and sleeping in that room. But the minute we put here in there she was scratching the door to be let out. We let her back outside assuming she needed a potty break. But then she had to be made to come in that night.We almost had to force her into that room.And she kept trying to get out.So Marty went in the room with her and blessed that room and anointed her head. She immediately calmed down and went right to sleep! I was absolutely amazed.

Later that night Marty and I settled into bed to watch some TV. My small female Pit Bull kept sitting on the edge of the bed and watching the floor.Sort of, as if she were watching a mouse run back and forth. she would move her head from side to side then move her ears as if she were listening to something. Naturally, I look over the edge of the bed, and there is nothing there. But she keeps watching whatever it is that she sees. For the rest of the night, each time I woke up, she was in the same spot watching the floor.By the next morning, I had forgotten about her behavior.
But then our Boston has decided that he won't walk out the bedroom door anymore. He will look out and cry. But he won't step over the threshold.Once we carry him over and sit him down, he is fine. (Crazy dog!) Later that day, I notice that we won't walk into the bedroom. Again I have to carry him over the threshold. Again I wonder what the hell is going on with this crazy dog. Finally, later that night Marty has to bring the crying Boston back out of the bedroom, and it hits him. The dog won't walk past our computer stands! An area that has no light near the floor and can be quite dark at times. So Marty gets the oil and blesses the area. Then he throws the salt under the computer stands and tells it that it MUST leave our home, There is nowhere else for it to hide. (He didn't anoint the Boston) The next morning my little dog was terribly sick. He was so very ill that I had to call our Vet. The little guy couldn't keep anything on his stomach.He was sick all day and all night.The next day Marty and I anointed and prayed for him.And as strange as it may seem. The little dog is just fine. I would have never believed it had I not seen it for myself.

We continue as a family to recite the lord's prayer each night. And none of us have been bothered very much lately. I still wake up around three every morning. But I don't hear or see anything unusual. So just maybe we are starting to see an end to this tunnel.

Night time prayers

Last night, we went into our grandson's bedroom to say the nightly prayers. My DIL was sitting on the bed, holding him in her lap, I sat down beside her. As we started the prayer, I felt an awful heaviness in my chest.I kept praying the Lords prayer. The pain got so severe I actually wondered if I had a heart attack. Just as we finished the prayer, my DIL said: "I can't breathe!" I grabbed her by the arm, and we pushed past Marty and Chris. After we got to the dining room, the pain was starting to fade. But my chest felt really sore. Marty and Chris both had felt the offensive pressure that she and I experienced.I asked them to take the olive oil and holy water and go back to bless that room.Now I am delighted to report that the room was actually light and airy tonight. And the prayer went perfectly. Not only that. But tonight I can hear my grandson laughing and playing in his bed. And not screaming and Crying. I really feel like screaming, Yea! Take THAT! You nasty evil spirit!! LOL. But the neighbors may get a bit weirded out....:) So far so good. :)

Prayers

We have been reciting the Lord's prayer together, every night before we put our grandson to bed.
Then his parents take him to the bed where they say another bedtime prayer with him. Tonight my son was scratched during the prayer while holding our grandson.
And last night, Marty had demonic nightmares all night.
It seems to know that we are leading up to our house blessing and evicting it entirely.
We have set new years eve, as our house blessing. And we have obtained water, olive oil, and salt that has been blessed.
I am so looking forward to getting my home, my family, and my life back!

Where do i start

I've been sitting here thinking that I need to update. But I really don't even know where to start.

I have always heard that spirits and energies can bring you down emotionally. Well, I am now living proof that they can. My family has hit rock bottom, financially and emotionally. I no longer have the energy to fight. I am truly exhausted both spiritually and physically.

Yesterday, my one-year-old grandson was playing in our sunroom. He had a "baby bible" that he was throwing around the room. His mother corrected him and told him it wasn't nice to throw books. Well, this made him furious, and he began to scream at the top of his lungs.(I was sort of shocked at this.) So she picked him up, he reached out and pinched her while gritting his teeth and shaking. He actually brought blood! As she broke the hold he had on her, he then leaned in to bite her! Luckily he got her shirt instead of her.She put him in his room for a timeout. As she returned to the sunroom, she was just in tears. Asking what made him do that? We did he behave that way? I felt so sorry for her. But I had no answers. I was shocked myself that a one-year-old could do such a thing!

Well, we decided, as a family to all hold hands and recite the lord's prayer at bedtime last night.
Our DIL informed me this morning that it made matters ten times worse. She said our grandson screamed at the top of his lungs repeatedly last night. And each time she went to check on him he was just laying in his crib like nothing was wrong.And would give her a sweet smile.She finally got him in bed with her and my son to see if he would go back to sleep. But then he began to point and talk to something in the hallway.She kept trying to divert his attention. Then he started to play peek a boo with something in the hall.She said she told him not to do that. Then all the dogs in the yard went crazy!Scratching and knocking began on the walls. She spent a very sleepless night.

We have decided, as a family, to go room to room and cleanse our home. This time, including our grandson. I don't know what this will do. But we have to try. We thought new years may be a good time to get this done. We all know that we have to get this thing out of our home and lives.And together, we will prevail.