Unfortunately, I've seen and experienced things that can be substantiated by others.
Back in 1979, there were no DvD's, no digital equipment for projecting lasers, none of the technology you see today. No personal computers, not even a microwave oven. cable TV didn't even exist. Everyone had ariel antenna for local TV broadcasts. The technology to create digital illusions wasn't there. Nor was the ability to share it with millions of others on the internet. This is a frame of reference one needs to know in order to understand that such as what I am about to explain wasn't doable by anybody as a hoax.
Adults with children, teenagers and the such, all credable and all terrified out of their minds seen what happened and felt the force of it all. A shadow had stepped off a wall in our living room, stood in front of Father Jennings from St John's and picked him up and flung him out of the house through the screen door. This shadow pushed and shoved people on it's way to the basement door and vanished into it. This was the evil response for saying the Lord's Prayer in a house that was troubled by dark spirits.
One of the problems most people have is denial and fear of what others will label them. Father Jennings had a fractured skull and was taken to the hospital, but he tells the Staff at St Vincent's Hospital that he fell down the stone steps from the porch, when actually he sailed roughly 30 feet from the living room and never touched the porch. He refused ever to go back to that house for as long as I have lived in Erie, PA, before I moved away. He enver talked about it to his Parish. He pretends it never happened. The adults who fled the house in fear will not talk about it, either. The few teens who were there whom are now adults, won't offer testimony often, and when they do, it's only among those of us who still talk today. Why? Being called lunatics, decievers and crazy by everyone else is powerful motivation to keep the mouth shut.
I learned not to care what others think. That was not the only incident in that old house on 207 West 3rd Street, nor will I ever travel there again to see if there is still activity today. But the choice to decide if I beleive or not has been taken away from me. To say I don't believe in such things would be the same as denying the existence of computers. Only problem is, everyone knows and sees computers, and not everyone has seen what type of paranormal activity that I have.
And in a way, people are much better off if they never do experience it. I envy the choice others have. To believe or not to believe. I wish to God I could still make that choice myself.