When I was 16, it was hard for me appreciate our religion and Christianity. I love the Lord and have a close relationship with him. I have been drunk and slain in the Spirit several times throughout my life. I can share various instances when the Lord has used me, either to speak to strangers, or to participate in a certain activity. It was conflicting to my family to do what 'normal' teenagers do. I couldn't hang out with other friends unless they were Christians.
One night, frustrated, I questioned our religion. I knew there was a God, but I needed confirmation that there are demons. My family would say, "that's demonic" whenever I wanted to explore other options. It's easy for me to speak about our Lord because I have confirmation in my heart and personal experiences; I don't know why (other than because I was a teenager) but I asked God if he could show me a demon. It came out of my mouth (I often speak to God out loud) and I wasn't thinking.
That night, I was awoken. I felt a presence behind me; it was calling me (not by my name or even in a verbal sense). I turned and saw an average height figure standing next to my bed. It was dressed as if in a black grim reaper costume complete with a hood over its head and wearing black gloves. It seemed to be saying to me, "is this what you wanted to see?" as it spread its hands horizontally.
My room, unfortunately, has a big window that faces the East. I have put up heavy, dark fabric on the windows which also has vertical blinds, and dark purple curtains. These are all successful attempts to block out the sun when it rises at 6 AM. I'm thinking, how in the world could I have seen this dark dressed figure in this pitch dark bedroom? Not to mention, very detailed. I wear glasses (perhaps should have asked for perfect vision instead) and cannot see a thing without them.
This figure was gone after I turned away and mentioned to myself, "ask, and you shall receive". There was no glowing light, or mists. Just as present as any other being.
Two nights later, I hear my Mother stomping in the middle of the night. She was saying, "I rebuke you, devil, in the name of Jesus..." I wanted to go down the hall, but I felt that I could ask her in the morning. She told me she saw a demon. It appeared next to her bed as she was reading the Bible (with the lights on). I asked her what did it look like (I hadn't told her I had seen one since I thought she'd comment on "how demonic" it would have been). She said it was wearing a black cloak-ish dress with a hood and when she mentioned Jesus, its face had many different colors, vivid, and grimaced at her. She started to karate chop and kick at the demon as it backed into the hallway.
Her demon had a face and seemed to be of taunting nature. My demon, although similarly dressed and in height, did not have a face and was very calm and non threatening.
I was wondering if anyone has had a similar experience. I have read comments on others experiences with demons and what they look like (differences in size, color, etc...) and since I haven't come across a story similar to mine (outside of my family) its hard to relate.
Thank you, and God Bless.