Tony's Thoughts
Written by: Debra Pickman
From the start, Tony felt our experiences were demonic. His upbringing taught him that there was no in-between place that spirits of those that had passed could reach out to those they had left behind; that anything that presented itself in such a manner was very wrong.
With that said, he felt the activity we were experiencing was demonic from the start. Knowledge of cases such as the Exorcist and Amityville cases became significant in the paralleling experiences and feelings he was having. A memory of a talk that was given to his class at the local Catholic school by a priest involved with the exorcist case, simply cemented the paralleled experiences.
As time went on and we experienced more activity, Tony did not feel that it was the work of a little girl wanting attention. He knew in his heart that it was something more, and acknowledging it would give it an open door to wreck havoc on our lives. Although he could not stop my willingness to believe in such things or my acceptance of its innocence, he felt his only hope was to stand strong himself with God at his side to protect us from the evil he believed lurked in our home.
When the apparition of a little girl appeared to him in the kitchen, he wavered because of the surprised and innocence it presented. Still something told him not to accept it at face value. As time went on and his refusal to acknowledge it was apparent, the antics of a seemingly innocent little spirit seemed to dissipate.
It was replace by that of a young woman, instead of an appeal with innocence an appeal to his manhood and perhaps curiosity. This went on for several months while activity became more menacing: fires, scratches, burns, voice and physical contact.
There were times that he shared his experience with me, but to which I expressed they were likely due to lack of sleep or a lack of being open-minded enough to see the paranormal experiences for what they really were; simply a spirit reaching out to us from beyond. This left him feeling, for the most part utterly alone in his perspective and how to deal with it. On one hand this situation could cause conflict in his marriage and ultimately destroy it, on the other he knew what he was feeling about the experiences.
He came to realize that sharing his thoughts and experiences would get him nowhere with me and resolved to deal with it the best he could. He continued his attempt to ignore as best as possible all that presented to him and us. The physical ailments that sent him to the hospital on countless occasions with no ultimate conclusion or resolve, however, became overwhelming.
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