Since the age of 6 I have struggled with demons attaching me directly as well as demon working through people to harm me. The demon tried a lot of ways to get me. Here are some examples of what my life was as a child. It all started with nightmares in which became routine, every night I had nightmares always about something taking me to hell. I was always running from evil. I became an angry child that nobody liked. I hated the night when it was time for bed I hated that. I would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night my house was not safe excepted for one warm spot, it was in front of the furnace. I gained weight. I refused to sleep so instead I would eat.
I got worse as time passed by I had so many accidents happened to me in that house. For example I would spill, brake and drop simple things. This is hard for me to explain. It still hurts me after so long it hurts me a lot more now. I remember when I was afraid of sleeping I was in my little sisters crib and my parents put a virgin marry and her son statue in the wall by my forehead. I was in fear and I was looking at the statue. Marry and her son were flying in a circle on top of my face. I felt protected for once in my life. I was surprised but I was happy and I when to sleep in peace. The demon finally got inside me one night I was uncovering my brother getting ready to do something to him but I woke up and realized it and when back to bed. I started to listen to that positive feeling.
In my nightmares I developed a door way to get out of them. Blinking my eyes twice would either wake up or go to another dream. The demon also caused problems in my family in my home it was always negative we were not happy family. When I was 9 years old we moved to a better home. I had struggled for three in a half years I didn't know how to get back up and start fresh. The demon was still messing with me but not like before. I ended up in special ed. I failed 4 grade and I was in special ed for eight years. I am hard broken its was not fare for me. I started learning about my so called gift in my junior year at Hubbard H. School. I learned the craft I was a witch. I also learned about my wonderful angels that saved me. I love them with all my hard they make me smile everyday. There jokesters that makes me mad at times.
I started college at Harold Washington and I realized a lot more about my gift. Now I'm 19 years old and I am happy that I have made it this far on my own. I defeated that evil demon with the help of my angels of course. I have great potential but I need some type of guidance. I'm a little lost and I'm a full time student and I have a very bad job. I'm not happy with it. I want to help people I want to be involved with special people like me. Want to write books share my stories and I want people to hear what I have to say. I am a wonderful person with a lot to offer. But I need a lot of help to get started.
I will never give up on my self and my callings the sun will always shine. No matter how much darkness there is in my life or my surroundings the sun will always make me smile and remember to never give up seeking my true callings. I love writing its wonderful how I can share a piece of my life in words to people I don't even know. Thank you so much for reading my story I truly appreciate it.
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I've worked as a subsitute teacher at a few special ed classes and they seem to respond positively if I emit positive light energy and try and calm the class down. I wonder if they learn meditation if that would help? What do you do to cope?
O I speak to angels too.:) I think everything alive has a spark of the divine spirit in it. Including some things people don't consider "alive" like the planet and sunbeams.:)