Everyday I woke up late at night about 3:00 in the morning. I was always tired, I got no sleep, and I was never hungry. My mother, Linda, was always worried about me because I was always in my room and always listening to music that I would never listen to, which was Hard, Hard rock music. I had no idea that I was turning mean and angry, and when my mom wasn't around, I would drink and cut my self. I was so angry! I would walk around town with this evil expression, and I wouldn't even look at anybody.
Finally, my mom took me to the hospital and asked if there was something wrong with me. They told her that everything was normal and nothing seemed wrong with me, until they found that I was cutting myself. They asked me if I been feeling okay, and I just stared at them with hate; evil, and hurt. They all just waited and I finally said, "What does my life mean to you? You never saved a life, and even if you did you won't save me. You bastards never made my life happier, so what makes you think your going to make me happy now?" I had no idea what I was saying. I was out of it, and I had no clue why! I cussed at the doctor, not really meaning it!
That night, I was out of it. I couldn't sleep and I felt like something was watching me. I went crazy! I went so crazy I started talking to nothing. "What do you want with me? You son of a B*tch! I never wanted this, let me go!" I talked and talked, with no responses. My mother heard me talking one night and thought I was on the phone with somebody.
She walked in my room and said she saw a demonic presence sitting next to me. I thought she was just talking trash to scare me. Then all of a sudden, I started yelling across the room! I was yelling latin and backwards english. I had no clue what I was saying. I never thought I would become possessed.
Was it that he wanted my good soul? I don't really know, but the demon possessing me was making my family depressed and sad and it got so bad, that I pushed myself away from my family. To tell you the truth, I had plenty of experiences! With the grandpa and his ghostly friend holding me back on my bed, and the other things that I might tell you in my other stories. But, a month later, 3 priest came to bless my house (it was that bad!). When they blessed the house, the demon came out of me and stayed out for 2 months. Then it became a big problem. IT CAME BACK!
"What are we going to do with her? Why did they have to pick her instead of me? I don't want my daughter having this happen to her. It's not what I wanted for her in life..." my mother would say to my father. Then 2 weeks later, we had an exorcism to help get rid of the possession. After the exorcism, I was wiped out! I was so tired, and more hungry than I have ever been. It made me so drained, and to know how much it hurt my family, made me so angry.
Now that it is out of me now, I am writing this to the people who had ruff times with things they could never imagine to happen. Look, I am a real ex...periencer. If you never had these things happen, let me know! Because these things can happen when you least expect it!