I’m Debbie Moffitt, and I’m going to be telling you about the story of A Deadly Haunting. This was a true story that happened to myself and my family. It started back in nineteen eighty-four. It is an absolutely amazing and terrifying story and I’m just so glad that I can finally get it out and tell people about it. It started back in nineteen eighty-four and ended in nineteen ninety-one. My family made a pact never to talk about it and the reason why was because we didn’t want anything to come back. For twenty-five years it has remained hidden—even my children didn’t know what had happened to the family back then. Back when their father died in two thousand thirteen, I found pictures that he had saved from the haunting in the closet and it brought back so many memories and I just wanted to be able to tell the story so I decided that it was time to talk it over with my children and we decided to tell the story and that’s what A Deadly Haunting is—it’s a true story of a terrible, terrible haunting that happened to my family back in nineteen eighty-four. It all started with my husband’s grandmother who needed care and was being taken care of by a Guatemalan housekeeper. She, from what we can understand, practiced some type of virtual magic, and opened a portal and let something out. This “something” followed us from our houses down on Archibald Avenue up to our new place where we moved into. For five years this entity tormented my mother in law especially—that was the focus of his wrath. My mother-in-law was the entity’s focus and he made her life absolutely miserable. This entity could do the most amazing things.
The entity could apport things. Apport is when a paranormal transference of an article from one place to another, or the appearance of an article from an unknown source. You could be sitting on your couch when suddenly upon a glance there’s something sitting next to you that wasn’t there moments before.
He loved to destroy. He was a destroyer. He did absolutely everything in his power to destroy the new house we moved into. He had many types of symbols for his destruction. His symbol was a triangle with a tail on the ball and he put that everywhere. This was his mark and to this day we really don’t know what his mark symbolizes. No one has ever revealed to us that his mark is associated with demon “x” or that it’s associated with another haunting and so it has remained a question that has plagued me for 25 years.
I am very interested in who reads the book. I want them to know what happened. As I said before, have this urge to grab everybody, sit them down and make them listen to me, but I’d like to answer any questions you have of what happened during that time and I’ll tell you just the way I remember it. There are a lot of things that even now when I start you remember what happened—more and more memories keep coming to me. It was a terrifying event. We lost pets—he especially wanted to communicate, and I think that’s the most amazing part of this haunting. With other hauntings, there are smells, apports, and destruction, we had all that, but what we had that was special, was a demon who was extremely intelligent. One who wanted to communicate and who would communicate by writing on a mirror with soap. This demon for five years communicated, not just once in a while, but from morning until night. I would have to erase the mirror so he could continuously communicate with us. He spoke different languages, he told me about the past and the future—what was going on presently, or who was coming to my door within the hour and their name. It was both a fascinating and terrifying time. I’m happy that I can tell my story now and I’d love for you to ask me any questions because I love answering your questions.
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Thank you so much,