You wanna know what happened to me in San Diego? I got there, the first night was crazy. It was not like how my mom gave me the impression it would be. I was feeling good, and wanted to spend time with my aunt, and she was going to bed after telling me that my teeth were fucked up from grinding my teeth and that I needed to take the whatever it was, that recipe in the email I showed you after playing scrabble in the shed. I got high really quick in the morning before I left for San Diego, and that was it. I could have gotten high the entire time I was in San Diego, but I didn't. And I was feeling confident and good cause I traveled somewhere by myself and didn't like get on the wrong train or anything, and I wanted to show her the stuff I had been doing, the good stuff like design n shit, and she just wanted to go to bed. I understand that she is having medical stuff going on, but she couldn't stay awake for another fifteen minutes to sit and chat with me about other things besides dope and my fucking teeth and sleep n shit?
She went to bed, and I was feeling bummed, but hey, thats nothing new because no one wants to hear what I have to say or see all the cool stuff I try and prosper from. I put on country music, and didn't feel like being on my laptop, so i went into the living room to watch tv, and start reading where I left off in the bible. Of course, the bible was on my phone, and I found it quite odd that certain parts were highlighted in red. Like, it wasn't only "jesus's words/god's words, it was other words and sentences that weren't things that I think should have been highlighted. and that was when that same stupid mother fucking voice told me Im going to kill you. It was unexpected, but at this point just annoying, and I told him he was ugly and that he was wasting his time. Apparently I really pissed him off, cause it continued with tormenting me, telling me horrible things, that it was going to kill you, etc. And I got nervous because i felt him telling me this from behind me at first, but then to the other room where I was going to sleep after watching tv, then to the kitchen, and then back behind me again. I always either grab my necklace when I get nervous or run my hands through my hair to get it out of my face. And I felt pressure on my throat, not from myself, or my necklace, like the mother fucker was choking me. it wasn't like, how a human would choke another person, but things that aren't of this world, they have to be really strong to cause physical damage. I know that for spirits of any kind, just to make something move a lil bit, or make a light go on or off, even create odor or a smell takes alot, and most can't do even that.
Freaking out at this point, and not wanting to be where I was sitting, I moved and stood up in front of the tv, wanting a cig of course but he must have moved into the room where they were because I couldn't go in there. And when I thought I was safe or that he had left or wanted a break from tormenting me, he would tell me I'm going to kill you. And his laugh wasn't kool at all. I really don't want to go into all details of what he said, because its fucking too intense and I really don't want to think about it, or replay it in my head.
My aunts dog came for like thirty seconds, and then left again, my aunt has 3 dogs and one cat. Dogs are way loving and need attention, and after how freaked out I was, I know they weren't sleeping, and Im sure my aunt wasn't either. I didn't know what else to do, I felt completely helpless at this point, and I prayed, (however it is one does that) and after being tormented for what felt like another forever, a voice told me "I'll protect you."
It wasn't the same evil voice that had been fucking with me, it was a different one. Still sounded weird, but definitely not as nasty or deep, it was much lighter. I thought maybe it was another bad one or the same one fucking with me some more, but I could actually feel the evil and darkness begin to leave. Im not sure how long it took em to leave, but the dog came back out, and I almost felt like everything dark and evil had left. And when I felt like it had completely, I said/prayed thank you. I got up to get my pack of smokes and a lighter, still a lil freaked out and looking around the rooms just to be sure, and I sat back down and I felt completely certain that everything bad had left. And the feeling I felt was crazy, intense, and just good. I don't know how to better explain or describe that. I thanked him again, and then the same good voice said "love me".
I thought to myself for a minute before going outside to smoke my cigarette. I had been crying, and I lit my cigarette, I sat down on the bench, and looked up at the sky, the moon was gorgeous. And the clouds parted quite quicker than normal in opposite directions of the moon, creating a circle around it. And the feeling that I can't really describe or explain, was something i had to sit and hang on to, for its the best feeling in the world. I saw a hand formed in the clouds over the moon making a come with me motion, still feeling this wonderful feeling. and then i went back inside with no fear at all, no bad presence, and i sat back in the same corner on the couch where all the evil talking had started and went to sleep.
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