The Tapping on the Wall

by Jonathan

For some time now, every night when everybody is asleep, there will be a faint knocking that starts in the basement and over the course of an hour or so, it moves to the third floor of my house. There have been nights where I am the only one home and follow the knocks from the wine cooler in the basement to the couch in front of the TV in the attic. Nobody else in my family hears the knocks so I thought I might have been going insane, but lately I don't think so.

One night last week, I was home alone, heard the tapping and shouted at the top of my lungs, "What is your name?". All of a sudden the tapping stopped and my house started shaking as if an earthquake was moving it. I ran outside and the ground around me was quiet. I went back in and sitting on the family room couch was a figure shrouded in darkness and I asked, "What is your purpose here?".

The figure turned to me and I looked into his eyes and immediately wished I had not. For in his eyes I saw suffering, I saw the will to survive being crushed by darkness. I asked him for his name and almost instantaneously, the tapping resumed and the house started a low rumble, not like before, but softer. I sat next to him and he muttered two words, "forgive me." Then he vanished, turning the couch black under him.

I turned to prayer to find an answer to what had happened and one night, I don't remember falling asleep, but I do remember a figure bathed in light so bright that I couldn't stare for too long without my eyes hurting. She said something that I couldn't translate. I woke up to my house bathed in light and shaking at the same time as if both entities were still here. I shouted "You are no longer welcome in my home" and everything stopped, silence took over.

Since then, nothing has happened. I know I was visited by a demon and was protected by an angel, I do not know if what I said affected either parties, but I do know that I'm the only one in my family to see the occurrences. I set up cameras and recording devices, but they never caught anything. When I think of what happened, my body shivers and a tear comes to my eye. I know I just learn the name of the demon, invite it to my home and learn why it was here, so I can help him.

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