The following report was sent into our website by Darrin on February 13, 2015:
“When I was around 11 years old my mother, brother, and I had kind of fell on hard times. We were almost homeless, but one of my mom’s longtime friends and her husband let us move into one of their rentals. Apparently when the my mom’s friend was younger she was very big into the occult and black magic.
My room was the basement. Once when it flooded we had to take up the carpet and there were pentagrams and other symbols painted on the concrete. My mom and I were constantly sick the entire time we lived there, also our relationship became very estranged. She actually became very physically and emotionally abusive towards me.
After a couple of years my brother, whom was a youth minister at a small church in the city, gained custody of one of his church kids. It was great because Kenny and I were already good friends and he was a year older than me so I had a partner in crime. One night Kenny and I had snuck out the side patio doors to go have a cigarette. It was cold so we smoked in the unattached garage. I got an eerie feeling and looked over at Kenny who was staring wide-eyed over my shoulder. Then I heard a loud voice say “GET OUT NOW!” We both ran towards the house, maybe 20 feet. And in this short time the entire garage was engulfed in flames. I looked back, and saw what appeared to be a dark shadow float across the stockade fence away from the garage. It terrified me. We both went and slept in the floor of my mom’s bedroom. I was 14 he was 15 we might as well have been 4 and 5.
The next day Kenny asked me if I saw it, I told him about the shadow. He said he hadn’t seen a shadow, but a large glowing figure he termed an angel, and he swore that is what warned us to get out.
We moved to a new house and shortly after my health returned to normal, and me and my mom’s relationship got better as well!”