Melanie’s vision of Harold the Doll Part Two

On April 4th, I had a dream that I was in my grandma’s bedroom. I crawled into her bed and laid down. I was expecting my cousin to come and sleep with me. I was laying in the bed and my grandma (who passed away in 2007) walked up on the side of the bed and looked at me. She didn’t have any expression on her face and she didn’t talk to me, she just stood there.

I was so happy and excited to see her and I reached out to touch her. As I reached for her she turned into another person, my cousin’s grandma. She wasn’t as solid as my grandma was, she looked like she was glitching. Then she disappeared.

Afterwards I was laying in the bed, excited about seeing grandma, when I felt someone get into the bed. A moment later I felt someone kissing my neck, on my right side. I thought that was weird and it creeped me out, since it was supposed to be my cousin who was going to be sleeping in the same bed as me.

I turned my head and saw a demon woman. She had long wild hair and her eyes were white. She snarled at me and jumped over me to the side of the bed where there were two other female demons standing. They stood over me and I waved my hand at them and told them to “Go away! Go away! Go Away!” They hissed at me and disappeared.

I woke up from the dream and just laid in the bed. I felt something move on the bed, which I thought might be one of my cats. I reached behind me to feel around and there was nothing there. I went back to sleep.
In the morning I was sitting on the couch and the back of my right arm started itching. I looked at it and there were 21 little red itchy bumps from my elbow to just below my under arm. I thought maybe I had been bitten by something while I was outside the night before, but there were no bite marks on the little red bumps. I had broken out in hives. I couldn’t figure out why.

A few days after I broke out the bumps got puffy and more red, they looked like huge welts. The swelling in them has gone down, they are starting to heal now. I noticed that now the bumps look like finger prints. As I looked at them I remembered that the demon that was behind me in the dream had touched me on the side that the hives are on.

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The woman in the middle is the one who was next to me in the bed. She jumped over me and joined the other two women demons

Melanie’s vision of Harold the Doll Part One

 

Melanie Bystra, who created this artwork after seeing it in a vision

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contacted me to tell me of another vision she had. Here is her account of what happened (reprinted with permission) –

September 13, 2015, I woke up because my leg hurt. I had David, my husband, rub it because the pain was so horrible it was keeping me from sleeping.

After he rubbed my leg we could not go back to sleep. David said it felt like something was going to happen, there was a heaviness in the room. We talked for a little while and as I was drifting off to sleep I started seeing faces floating before me. My eyes were wide open. I shut them and still saw the faces. I didn’t think to much of it because sometimes I see faces when I close my eyes to sleep…but I was seeing them with my eyes open and shut. No matter what I did I saw faces.

I saw a thin face of a woman, the small round face of a small child with short hair, a man’s face that had a frown on it and he was wearing a derby hat. I also saw a boy who looked about 10-12 years old. The faces appeared to me one at a time and kind of faded in and out as I saw each one, probably because I was opening and shutting my eyes.

After I saw the man in the derby hat I mentioned to David that I was seeing faces. (David was laying next to me facing my back) I asked him if he was seeing what I was seeing. He told me yes and started to describe the faces I had been seeing. He said he saw a young child , a boy, a woman, and a man in a hat. I asked him if it was a derby hat and he said yes and he saw the frown on the man’s face also and he described the clothing the man was wearing exactly as I saw them. I closed my eyes and was still seeing them. Seeing the faces over and over again was starting to freak me out. So David told them that we knew they were there, but we needed to sleep and they needed to leave and told them God Bless you.

After he did that he saw a dark mass floating near the ceiling. It moved past our bathroom door and into our living room. When I shut my eyes I no longer saw the faces. Instead I saw a calming white light and was eventually able to go back to sleep.

Neither one of us said anything to each other after this happened but I mentioned to him when i got up that afternoon that I thought that it was “Harold” that was in our room early Sunday morning. David told me he had thought the same thing.

I asked her to draw what she saw, and she did. I sent a cropped pic of the drawing with just the man’s face to Vincent’s mom in Australia. I asked her to put it somewhere that Vincent would see it, but not to mention it to him.

She found it later in the trash, crumpled up, and covered with the yogurt that she had given Vincent for breakfast.

I recently received the original drawing from Melanie.

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Is Harold the Doll a “Deadly Possession?”

When I revealed in 2013 that I had the doll since 2004 (I still have it), one of the reasons was to clear up some of the myths about the doll. For example, the doll was not purchased at a flea market.

Secondly, no one tried to burn it and it wouldn’t burn.

Third, there haven’t been several owners since it was first sold on eBay. There have been two, to be exact. Kathy, and myself.

Kathy believed, and I’m sure still does, that the doll was responsible to the deaths of two of her friends while she had it. At first blush, it does seem to make sense. Both died shortly after coming into contact with the doll.

I, however, just today in fact, have come to the conclusion that just isn’t the case.  The doll, nor a curse connected to the doll, was not responsible in any way, shape, or form. Why do I say that?

For reasons too long to go into here, I believe that the doll is not possessed, but actually belongs to a “Prince of Hell.” A demon named in the Bible.

Now, it’s important for you to know that I did not believe in the existence of demons until events involving the doll, and a young boy in Australia I call “Vincent” (not his real name), happened that left me no choice. I believed that what the Bible said about such things was simply symbolic; and explanation of the evil that occurs to this day.

Now that I know what’s going on, it still took me more than a year to understand. According to Christian Scriptures, this particular demon and it’s minions do not have the power to kill those they attack, but they do have the power to make those they assault wish they were dead. 

In other words, neither the entity who calls himself “Harold,” nor the demon that Harold serves has the capability or authority to kill a human being. However, the idea that it can cause someone to wish they were dead… I believe explains the death of my friend, Tereva, who took her own life, last year around this time.

Again, the reason I believe that is too involved to go into here, and would involve making public things I haven’t made public up to this point.

Then there’s my puppy, Chance. I know the demon was responsible for his death. How do I know? It claimed responsibility in such a way, that I was even able to video the proof and I still have that video up on my YouTube channel.

I can tell you this as well… there have been many times I have found myself wishing I were dead. So is the doll, or more to the point, the demon whom the doll actually belongs to, responsible for the deaths of Kathy’s friends?

The answer is NO.

But I do believe that it can get into someone’s head and cause them to want to take their own life. I’ve been attacked to that point more times than I care to remember.

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Who is the demon? What is it’s name? How did I learn it’s identity? Click here to find out!

 

 

 

Harold the Doll wants me to stop “meddling.”

I talked about this in my last two posts –

‘hey there…. i just got another message for you from you know who…. it reads “Anthony, Anthony, Anthony…. again we dance the dance???? do you know how many there have been before you??? and how many there will be after you???? you and your helpers… they will be dealt with in time…. tell “vincent” that i will pay special attention to him soon…. tell Dustin that he can’t stop me…”

“Vincent” is the name of the young boy I wrote about in my book. He and his family were attacked to the point the Catholic Church was called in to help.

After my last post, in which I talked about discovering who Dustin is, and how he contacted me after having to go to the E.R.,  I heard from Vincent’s mum who told me he ended up in the hospital with a viral infection.

I can tell you that she had no idea about the threat against her son by Harold, and she still doesn’t know.

The threats haven’t stop. Last night I heard from Ken again –

he says that no matter what you all do, he will never give up what is his…. you cannot stop him… others have tried and failed…

tell your friends to be on guard… he just said ‘enough about me… tonight it is going to be about one of the meddlers helpers… i will come back and let you know…’

Whatever was supposed to happen, now he is laughing… cackling actually…. he says, ‘if i want to hurt someone, do you think that i” have to do it… i can get to people any way i want to…’ he is saying in a sing-song voice ‘i have helpers too….’

The entity was specific about what was supposed to happen. I haven’t heard from anyone who has told me that they were hurt in the way “Harold” said it would happen, and I’m hoping I don’t. But after Dustin, and then Vincent….

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Harold Makes Good on His Threat.

In my last post, “Harold Threatens Me… Again,” there was this passage –

‘hey there…. i just got another message for you from you know who…. it reads “Anthony, Anthony, Anthony…. again we dance the dance???? do you know how many there have been before you??? and how many there will be after you???? you and your helpers… they will be dealt with in time…. tell “vincent” that i will pay special attention to him soon…. tell Dustin that he can’t stop me…”

“Vincent” is the name of the young boy I wrote about in my book. He and his family were attacked to the point the Catholic Church was called in to help.

But Dustin? I couldn’t think of who that could be.

Last night I woke up from a sound sleep around 12:30 am. I was wide awake and I had no clue why. Then @ 1:01 a.m. I received the following on Facebook Messenger –

Hey buddy I got a question for you I know you probably get this a lot but can you do like online readings about health and stuff I’m in absolute pure torment tonight with with back. 

I looked to see who sent it to me. His name is Dustin. All of a sudden chills went up and down my spine. He had actually messaged me before, but I’d forgotten about it.

Here’s part of his previous messages –

Anthony may i talk to you please i have some info i think you might want to know
 
this happen to me about 2 days ago and haven’t really try to talk to anyone about for the simple fact It could jeopardize my job as a ******* and plus I dont want people to think im a complete fruitcake
 
a cpl of nights ago i had horrible dream and Harold was present in the dream
 
I cant remember much details from this dreams simply cause i not goot at remembering dreams but the few details i do remember was like i was on hell but hell was not on fire
 
I remember be chased and tormented by a lot of demons and for some reason Harold was present and was one of the ones tormenting me
 
That’s about all i remember from the dream cause i did wake up but the next mornings i was taking a shower and noticed that when they water and soap i was using touched my left lower leg i had a real bad burning stinging pain
 
I checked that out and saw i had a small burn on my leg that i can not explain
 
i have not injured myself in anyway lately so i no it could not have been self inflicted or done by accident
 
I am wondering if this could have anything to do with Harold even though i have never seen him or come in contact with him except for online ?
That was back in January of this year. Then last night he wrote –
Hey buddy I got a question for you I know you probably get this a lot but can you do like online readings about health and stuff I’m in absolute pure torment tonight with with back.
Oh… my… God… have you read my latest blog post?
Actually no I haven’t I’m sorry I do follow your page and post but they don’t always show up on my wall I’m sorry if I offended you or did something wrong
I sent him a copy of my last blog post.
I didn’t do it what ever it was just got back for the ER got 3 bulgeing discs in my back 2 shots of morphine I’m still in pure torment of pain. Just pure pain like someone is stabbing me in the back can’t bend over what so ever hurts to sit down on bend feels like I have a Mac truck sitting on my lower back and extremely tight and tense.
After he read the post, he wrote –
WTF it says my name in the first paragraph! Dude that weird as heck
Dustin and I messaged back and forth for about an hour.
Well I mean no disrespect but if you can please make this son of a gun back off I’m in tears I’m in so much pain.
I explained to him that I’m still trying to understand why some people are attacked, and others aren’t. I’m told all of the time by people how they don’t believe what I’m saying because they “provoked” the doll and nothing happened. (I’m convinced that there are people who have done just that, paid the price, and won’t talk about it.)
And then there are people who have done no such thing, like my friend Camille, who I wrote about in my book, and has been attacked just a week ago, and now Dustin.
After last night, talking to Dustin, I’m do believe I’m beginning to understand what’s going on. I know that the demon that owns the doll, and the entity that calls itself, “Harold.” want me to back off – ideally, give the doll away, or give up my search for the truth completely. They know how much anguish it causes me knowing that innocent people are being hurt.
But I also believe that the reason I have the doll is that God, in all of eternity, couldn’t find a bigger, more stubborn, bonehead, than me. The demon is strong, but God is stronger!
All of this only makes me more determined to find out the truth about what is going on with the doll, and faster… and end this whole thing….
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Harold the Doll Threatens Me… Again.

I’ve mentioned my friend Kenneth before. When it comes to Harold the Doll, I get a lot of advice, opinions, and “revelations” from psychics, mediums, demonologists, and “exorcists.” There are very few I trust, or even take seriously. Kenneth is one of them. I received the following from him  –

‘hey there…. i just got another message for you from you know who…. it reads “Anthony, Anthony, Anthony…. again we dance the dance???? do you know how many there have been before you??? and how many there will be after you???? you and your helpers… they will be dealt with in time…. tell “vincent” that i will pay special attention to him soon…. tell Dustin that he can’t stop me…”

That was it… it just came through to me about 10 minutes ago… the name vincent HAD to be in quotes… they were really dark on the paper so i thought that it was important…. i don’t know who Dustin is, but i got the feeling you would know….
Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but i felt that it was imperative to get you the info….
Thoughts and prayers for you, my brother!!!!’

Then –

‘it came out of the blue… i was relaxing in my room listening to music and just kind of drifting in and out of sleep… i started shaking (i wasn’t cold, so i kind of knew what was coming) and i grabbed my notebook and a pen and just started writing… i knew who it was even before i began writing your name because i felt like i needed a shower as it started… i do not envy you the burden that you carry…. if you ever need me, just let me know!!!!’

Unfortunately, I don’t know who “Dustin” is. Neither does Ken.

“Vincent” is the pseudonym of the young boy I talk about in my book who had a face to face encounter with the demon who actually owns the doll.

Then last night, I saw this for the first time, even though it was sent to me more than a week ago (reprinted with permission) –

Hi, I know you don’t know me but I know about you from your work with Harold. I was speaking last night with someone about Harold. Saying I have an extreme interest in the doll as I am a medium. I was discussing with them how I didn’t fear him because he seemed so….. Sad. I told them I feared what was controlling the sadness inside Harold. After speaking I went to bed and could only dream about Harold and this black… Man I saw with him….. I woke up today feeling drained. I was just doing some reading on him and I have hives now suddenly and I can’t stop scratching at my palms. I know it sounds crazy but…… I do believe it to be a rather strange coincidence that they happened together with no other aggravating circumstances. Any information you could provide would be helpful. I hope this letter finds you well. 
Michele (name changed by request)
Also your videos won’t play for me…. At least if Harold is in them….they look like someone is making ripples in a pond and go out of focus
 
But if you are alone it’s fine
This just appeared on me. 
I have been in touch with Michele and after a lengthy conversation, in which she’s shared with me more events that have happened since sending me the above, I do believe her to be legit.
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“Another personal attack by Harold the Doll.”

I wasn’t going to talk about this, but I’ve changed my mind due to a conversation I just had.

Last night I woke up unable to breathe. I’ve had asthma since I was only a few months old, so I didn’t think too much of it, although I spoke to a Physician’s Assistant about getting a script for an inhaler recently.

Shortly after I woke up in received a message from Jane, Vincent’s mom, asking if I was okay. I told her I was and asked why she was asking.

She wrote back that Vincent was in their walk-in closet, upset, calling my name and drawing a picture for me.

Well, that explains the asthma attack, I thought.

She said he was upset and wouldn’t come out of the “robe.” Without saying anything, I splashed holy water on the doll’s body, commanding it to stop it’s attack.

Within minutes I was able to breathe, and Vincent calmed down.

I asked who the other figure was in the picture. “She’s watching you,” was his answer.