Lost Lamb Vulnerable To Evil 2

I had just moved into an adorable place and was unpacking and settling in. I'm pretty particular - everything has a place and purpose. I had washed some of my dishes that had dirtied during the move and they were resting in the drying rack. Fast forward, late that evening. I walk into my bedroom and there is a steak knife lying on the floor in the door way. Nothing else on the floor. Everything is up and put away. Didn't think anything about it. I rationalized that it probably fell out of a box I took to my room earlier. Although, I didn't take any kitchen boxes to my bedroom. Why would I? Oh well no big deal. Put knife in kitchen door. Go back to my bedroom, start hanging and organizing clothes with not a care in the world except feeling grateful to have found this place, on Easter! It must be a blessing. All of a sudden I hear all of my dishes go crashing. I thought great! My cat must have knocked over the drying rack. I walk into the kitchen and in the middle of the wooden floor is my biggest knife stabbed into the ground by itself. All of the dishes were exactly as I left them. Now this I could not explain. I prayed that night and blessed my new place to protect me from evil. I lived there 2 years with no other problems. Thank you Jesus.

Rewind, the house before this one. This particular entity acted playful at first - like a child then turned pure evil. First, it started tapping on the guest shower door. A loud bing! So I tried to recreate the bing but could not. It started happening more and more and became really annoying. Then it became very difficult to even walk past the bathroom as it permeated a strong paralyzing feel of evil. Mind you, I had to walk past it to get to my bedroom.

One day I was sitting in the middle of the couch watching TV and all of a sudden the channel changed to a childrens cartoon channel. You could see the channel being manually changed because I saw the numbers being entered on the screen. I looked over and my remote was on the arm rest face down out of my reach. I thought that's weird hmmm?

One night the binging turned into a real thick heavy pure evil feeling and I felt if I didn't leave it was going to kill me. I left about 2 in the morning crying. Went to my friend's house and still could not sleep because I was so upset and could not calm down. My boyfriend and I later prayed and blessed the house to protect me from evil. It all stopped. A few months later I moved to the above place. I feel I'm plagued with a spiritual battle that began long ago when I was a child. But, at least I know how to protect myself now. Just the fact knowing that evil does exist and the armour of Jesus Christ protects me is a life lesson. I have a bright future now.