Ghost Stories

My name is Colby. I am 12 now, but when I was 9, I got a big surprise. My mom and I lived in an old trailer. Whenever mom went somewhere, I was never far behind, because I felt very weird in the house alone. One day, mama was in the kitchen fixing lunch. I was looking out our sliding glass doors and noticed something that appeared to be a face. I turned around to tell mama but it vanished as fast as it came.

Of course, by bedtime, I lost all interest of it. About midnight, I heard something at the end of the bed. (Mama and I were in the same bed). About that time, I looked down and saw big, red eyes with a torch and fire all around. I screamed bloody murder, and mama woke up. She never saw it, but she believed me. The next morning, I had my grandfather (an amazing pastor) come bless the house. To this day, I have no clue exactly what I saw other than knowing it was a demon. Now, I am a paranormal investigator, and from seeing this demon, I know what to be aware of!