12 years old

So, most all paranormal investigators will admit once a person living in a haunted house reaches 12-13 years old the activity seems to ramp up and in this house boy did it!

I had spent the last 4 years trying my best to ignore the noises, whispers, taps, talking, "someone" calling my name, the touching while in the shower, the knocking, still had things going missing but I was starting to notice it more, starting to see the shadows walking past the kitchen window outside the house.  My parents had the remodel in full swing, having ripped out walls, ceilings, replaced every window{there were 21 different windows}, the only thing they have never replaced are the floors.  The house still has the original 100+ year old floors and the strange walk in closet in the hallway {that has since been taken out}.

One night mom and dad thought it would be nice to go out so they got the girl from down the street to babysit.  I thought she was a strange girl, and boy did she prove it.  She thought it would be cool to sit in the walk in closet with a candle and do chants and play with a oujia board, I know, I know but in my defense I was only 12 and really......didn't know any better.

I do have to say when people tell you DO NOT PLAY WITH A OUJIA BOARD IN A HAUNTED HOUSE!!!!  Don't.  Boy did it change not only the activity level but the actual kind of activity we were having.
All activity stopped for almost a month, there was nothing.  No noises, knocking nothing.  Then suddenly one morning as I was in the bathroom Mom starts yelling for my and my brother to come help her.  I went into my younger brother's bedroom {the one I'm now in} and there he was.

What I saw was him being forceably held down.  Couldn't see what was holding him down but he was laying on his weight bench and the barbell was being held down on his chest.  It took three of us to get it off of him before he turned blue.

Mom was always a beliver, she has never once told any of us we didn't see what we saw.  And years later upon comparing notes we found we had seen a lot of the same things throughout the years.  I was made to change rooms with my brothers and at that point I really didn't care but.....and yes there is a but.

Two nights later I saw it.  The one thing I have not been able to get rid of nor get the face out of my head and two weeks ago I saw it again, tattooed on Zak Bagan's back.....my first thought was how dare he tattoo that thing on himself but to each his own :)

I was laying in bed, the way I usually did because of the touching.  The blankets pulled all the way to my ears, like that would stop it.  Suddenly at 12:03 I felt a hand on my calf and the hand slowly trailed up my back and settled on the back of my neck then went away.  There was a little groan near the door and I rolled over {dumb thing to do I know}.  And that's when I saw him.  A man, at least that's what I thought at first.  He stepped closer to the bed, I saw his black hair and as he got closer I saw he had glowing red eyes.  He stood right at the edge of my bed and put his hand out toward me.  I know I screamed but I couldn't hear myself.

In my mind I was saying, "Go away....go away...you are not real"  To that I was told he was very real and had been called for a reason.  I told him I NEVER called you.  He gave me a very low, growl like laugh and when he turned I saw the skull, bones and his wings, held back on his back.  He said he would always be there for me, be around.  I ran to church the next day and was told I had to leave.  That I had been "marked"  At 12 what the HELL did I know, I had no clue if I had ever called him.  I couldn't remember ever calling any demons name and hell if I would ever.

All these years later I know he is still around, I've heard him at odd hours of the day or night I've seen his shadow lurking in the hall and in the same corner Sammie stands in my room.  Thene there is Sammie....whole other spirit who has been around since day one.