I have had many experiences with ghosts/spirits both kind and evil; I am a magnet for some reason while years can go in between these experiences they tend to come in groups. I am a Baptist so while I believe in demons I believe that I am protected from harm thus they can try to scare me or even touch me, yet they can in no way posses me. Most experiences are visual and auditory with only two being physical. The one I share with you is visual and auditory.
It happened seven years ago in a particularly sad time in my life which I believe allowed me to be open for this. I was home alone in a home I was sharing with my sister and her husband; it was evening time in early November, I would say around 7pm or so in Hayward, California and thus was very dark early. I had settled into my room to play some games on my computer. All the lights in the house were switched off and I had all the light I needed from my monitor. I was intently playing a game that involved only minor concentration when I noticed a noise coming from my kitchen which sounded like a piece of silver wear falling into our stainless steel sink, thinking that I better go check it out I walked in to the kitchen to find all the silver wear clean and waiting in the strainer to be put away. I figured my sister had washed them (which I later found out she had). I looked in the sink to find the stray piece that had fallen, yet there was nothing in the sink, I even checked the disposal as we all know how silver wear loves to go down there, but again nothing, must be my imagination I thought to myself.
As I headed back to my room after dismissing this as my imagination I heard something slap against my bedroom door which had somehow shut itself while I was in the kitchen. Strange I thought, I don't remember shutting my door, and then I thought "I have a home invader" and instinctively grabbed my firearm from its hiding spot in the living room. As I opened the door to my room I saw my fathers cane lying on the floor at the base of the door, this cane has been in my closet for years and never moved. Now my mind was really boggled and I started to panic just a tad when I heard from the kitchen the sound of all the silver wear falling into the sink, which I must say startled me quite a bit causing me to go into a search mode.
After a quick search of the house I found no outsiders, the house was empty save me so I put the firearm up and headed into the kitchen to wash the silver wear that must have fallen into the sink; however the silver wear was sitting in the strainer where it had been earlier. At this point I figured I something was having a little fun at my expense so I put away the silver wear and headed back to my room to continue my gaming while still very shaken. As I sat down I felt this feeling of dread come over me, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and it really felt like the air was being squeezed from my lungs, I have never felt fear like that in my life, It felt like something was trying to push its way inside my consciousness, It took all my willpower but I started to quote the bible's psalms 23, and as I got about a quarter of the way through it I heard this hiss in my head, and across the room the lid of my laundry basket pooped into a vertical position, lingered for a moment or two then slammed shut. The room felt normal again, I could breathe a bit easier albeit I turned on a few lights and went outside for a few minutes, but everything seemed to go back to normal. I was a bit shaken the rest of the evening but luckily a female friend of mine happened to come over and spend the night and listened to my experience. She believed it was an entity of some sort and possibly a demonic one. Whatever it was, it had me shaken which isn't easy to do.
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