I have lived closely with my girlfriend, whom I will call Ann, which is not her real nam. She is the person of my life. For 3 years have I spent my life with her, we have shared sorrow and happiness, mostly happiness if I am to be honest.
I registered on this site just so that I could write this, and get someone else to get a look at my story. Someone who consider "things" of the unusual and "paranormal". Because there is something, something I cannot put my finger on that has gone wrong, and I am so worried about Ann that I lay sleepless much every night.
I will tell you from the beginning, so that my perspective becomes clear.
Ann has always been curious with the supernatural; Ghosts, spirits and whatnot fill her bookshelf. I can't say I shared her enthusiasm on the subject, but I listened to her discoveries and went on the trips with her. We have visited several haunted houses, mansions and hotels. I myself saw it more of a romantic endeavour from my part, seeing the fun in us traveling together.
Then, for a couple of months ago she started talking, very cautiously at first, about some "Joy of Satan" concept. I was alarmed by this sudden turn to Satanism, not out of a religious point of view (I am a strong believer in atheism) but out of concern that some crazy circle would abuse her and trick her of money. Amongst anything that I hadn't heard her speak any of it before. Anyhow, she explained to me that she wanted to start experiment with some of the rituals she had come in contact with through this web site she had found (I have seen it, I do not know what to believe) and frankly, she wondered what my opinion were.
I told her that I always would love her, whatever magic or incantations she would bring to our apartment, I said this jokingly, but I would not participate in these things. She had apparently expected as much, so not much more was said about it that evening. We did however, over dinner, agree that I would leave for the night so that my "skeptical thoughts" would not interfere with the aura or whatever. I may not have been superstitious, but I respected her interests, so I went to the pub that night and stayed out of the way. Now, I thought that this was all something drifting... That she would tire of the whole thing when she had played for a bit. I obviously made the wrong decision somewhere along the road. I got home, drunk, and barely noticed a circle formation with black candles before I fell asleep, dressed next to Ann, who was laying in bed naked, to my great amusement (You know what I mean)
Similar days went by, about once every three weeks. I would keep out and she would do whatever it was she was doing. After the third or fourth night, I noticed that we had considerably more sex than usually, now, I am 21-ish and she is 24. I reckoned she simply was in a time when such thing was in the mood, so I didn't really see a connection with her new hobby, but now, in rear view I can't help but wonder. I have held this long enough from you, maybe because it scares me so much so say it... But she is different. I noticed it 3 weeks ago, day after her latest "night". She isn't as innocent as she used to be. She makes crude jokes that would make a factory worker blush, she dresses in tantalizing clothes; short skirts and the like. I don't even think she wears underwear. I barely recognize her from when I met her, and this change has grown is such an exponential speed it scares me.
But! All this, is normal as far as I can see. People change right? People have their bends and mood changes, I guess. But it is in combination with my feelings that I post this story on this site. Lately, I have heard voices. It's just before I go to sleep. It's like several woman whisper some foreign language, one word or two and then is stops. I am a man of rationality, so I have explored every likable option that can explain these strange sounds, that has happened several times! There is no hidden speakers, I generally sleep well and I do not have any disease that I know on. I asked Ann if she whispered things, or if she heard them, but she just laughed at me.
She has also removed all the mirrors from the living-room. The same room I saw the candles in.
And when I say my feelings, I mean the feelings that say that something is terribly wrong with my girlfriend. I am not good with words so it's the closest thing I can say that describes it. I am sick with this bad gut-feeling
I guess I want you spiritual people that I am being silly and that I should not worry further.