Tail-spinning into an abyss

At this point in our story, we are feeling more hopeless than ever.   The help we got from the paranormal team turned our lives into a dangerous nightmare, help from The Dead Files was on hold, and we have nowhere to go or anyone to talk with about what's happening.

We turned to the internet but the amount of conflicting information was overwhelming so that wasn't a viable option.   We have pretty much stopped watching paranormal shows.  Ghost Adventures turned in a prime time drama that only seemed to serve Zak Bagans ego.   Other shows just seemed all about finding something but not getting rid of it in any type of manner that seemed legitimate.  We would still occasionally watch the Dead Files as it stayed true to it's roots-finding out what was happening and then making a plan to get rid of it.  Sadly,  most of the episodes were repeats but we would still pick up new tips here and there.

Learning what to do and being able to do it are two different things.   We lacked drive and motivation.  We were having the life sucked out of us and the things in our home were pushing down. My pain was overwhelming now.  Jennifer was getting sick for no reason whatsoever.   The girls were scared, sick, and exhausted.  We were arguing, depressed, and lost.  Happiness was a distant memory.  We were losing our will to fight; we're losing our souls.

The screaming was happening at feverish pitch all over the house.  Things were flying through the air almost daily.  Electronics & appliances began to take on lives of their own.  They would stop working, reprogram themselves, or just breakdown altogether.  We were now seeing shadows walking in front of the house windows.  We could hear children laughing, footsteps, and adults laughing or talking.  Doors would close on their own.  Light bulbs would constantly have to be replaced-even the expensive ones that are suppose to last 20 years.

To us, everything seemed to be centered around the spoon  It would come and go as it pleased. We would hear it come crashing back and say "Spoon's back".  We would then pick it up and put it back on the counter.   We decided to try to catch it leaving on video one last time.   We placed it on the dining room table and prop camera phone up pointing on the spoon & let the video record.  I'm in the dining room working and all the sudden I hear a voice yell in my ear "HEY!"  I jump up and turnaround.  I hear the spoon hitting the floor along with the camera phone.  A small pumpkin sitting on the table flies off into the living room nearly hitting Heidi.  It flew close to 15 feet before it smashed onto the floor.

The camera phone kept rolling despite hitting the floor.  It was facing upwards and caught the pumpkin leaving the table.  Jennifer watched the video first and then asked me to come outside so she could show it to me.  We hear the "HEY!", me yell, the spoon hitting the floor, and then the camera phone hitting the ground.  Then we saw it-hands.  They didn't look human though.  They were long, bony , and distorted.   They then appeared to pick up the pumpkin without touching it.  Heidi screams, the pumpkin hits the floor and you hear the chaos & fear that follows.   After seeing the video my heart sinks.  My fear is overwhelming because now I have a visual of what's on the other side.   I know that it can pick up stuff and throw it without even touching it!  

We calmed ourselves down and decide to watch the video again.   The camera freezes up and Jennifer reboots it.   The video is gone!  However, she backed it up on a Cloud server so we still have it.  We leave the house and everything seems to be fine we have the video but decide to leave the phone alone so it doesn't freeze up again.  We want to back it up to multiple drives so we don't lose it again.  When we finally try to do that...the phone crashes-the video is gone even from the Cloud

We decide we don't want to try to document anything else again.  It only seemed to angry the things here.

I question our sanity.  Did this really happened?  Were our thoughts and state of minds being manipulated by the entities in our house.  But for what purpose-scaring us, showing their strengths, showing that they're in control?

I feel the purpose was to drive us deep into an abyss.  One where there's no coming back from.