Emily Rose
I don't know what implications might evolve with me writing this, but heck. I am a blessed child of God. Wait a min... so was Emily Rose..
Ever heard of Spawn? And the merchandises? Good. So did my eldest brother, Gab. He loved them, in all their ugliness and monstrosity. Some were alien-like, with a jaw inside a jaw for a face, others were demonic, dark and evil. He began with buying just one, and soon, he seemed to make it a habit to buy one every other day. The room started filling up with these creatures, in the cupboards, on top of the desk, even spilling out onto the floor. Gab seemed.. obssessed with them.
Then one night, my second brother, Raf, who shares the room with him and the collection of fiendish toys, got awoken by loud swearing and cursing just beside his ear. If you've watched the movie, The Exorcism of Emily Rose, he says the voices were just like that.
"I'm gonna fuckin kill you all... fuckin bastard ..c***.. ."
There's more.. I'm scared, trust me. It was vehement and spiteful, a vociferous roll of vulgarities, violent and fierce with hatred. This is not all.
Raf was held down, taken hostage, rendered immobile. He tried to open his eyes but his eyelids were clammed shut. A loud wailing, a kind of diabolic siren starting screaming in waves, pulsing loud and louder still. It wasn't a voice, it was more like a kind of energy emitting a dreadful and fearsome sound.
There's really nothing you can do, or Raf or Emily, but to surrender yourself to prayer. Raf started praying the Our Father in his mind.. over and over again, until this force, this spiritual abductor, started fading away.
The toys have since been put away. And after that, no more such experiences. Obsession is also a kind of possession. There are many ways you can render yourself susceptible to the stronghold of the devil, but I shall leave that for another day. In the meantime, pray for me. I've told my story.
The Our Father
Our Father in heaven,
holy be your name
Your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread,
And forgive us our sins
As we forgive those who sin against us.
Do not bring us to the test,
but deliver us from evil.
Amen.
Ever heard of Spawn? And the merchandises? Good. So did my eldest brother, Gab. He loved them, in all their ugliness and monstrosity. Some were alien-like, with a jaw inside a jaw for a face, others were demonic, dark and evil. He began with buying just one, and soon, he seemed to make it a habit to buy one every other day. The room started filling up with these creatures, in the cupboards, on top of the desk, even spilling out onto the floor. Gab seemed.. obssessed with them.
Then one night, my second brother, Raf, who shares the room with him and the collection of fiendish toys, got awoken by loud swearing and cursing just beside his ear. If you've watched the movie, The Exorcism of Emily Rose, he says the voices were just like that.
"I'm gonna fuckin kill you all... fuckin bastard ..c***.. ."
There's more.. I'm scared, trust me. It was vehement and spiteful, a vociferous roll of vulgarities, violent and fierce with hatred. This is not all.
Raf was held down, taken hostage, rendered immobile. He tried to open his eyes but his eyelids were clammed shut. A loud wailing, a kind of diabolic siren starting screaming in waves, pulsing loud and louder still. It wasn't a voice, it was more like a kind of energy emitting a dreadful and fearsome sound.
There's really nothing you can do, or Raf or Emily, but to surrender yourself to prayer. Raf started praying the Our Father in his mind.. over and over again, until this force, this spiritual abductor, started fading away.
The toys have since been put away. And after that, no more such experiences. Obsession is also a kind of possession. There are many ways you can render yourself susceptible to the stronghold of the devil, but I shall leave that for another day. In the meantime, pray for me. I've told my story.
The Our Father
Our Father in heaven,
holy be your name
Your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread,
And forgive us our sins
As we forgive those who sin against us.
Do not bring us to the test,
but deliver us from evil.
Amen.
posted by Nicolette Yuen at 8:47 pm
3 Comments:
Amen over and over.. :)
yikes man!
your poor brothers must have been scared from macfarlane characters forever!
Oh trust me, the whole family was freaked out! We took all those toys down already.. BURN IN HELL, THEY!
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