I am writing this in hopes of some enlightenment.
I grew up in a Pentecostal church in the southeast region of Alabama. Being the niece of the pastor, I went every time the doors were open. I met a girl when I was young who claimed she knew Wicca. She easily convinced me to play because I was always curious of it and always felt, not just a presence, but an evil one.
We were probably 11 or 12 and being girls, we were asking it silly questions such as will we always be best friends? Will we have a mansion? and I distinctly remember asking it who will I marry? It replied with John. It said I would meet him after high school graduation, and we would marry and have a boy and a girl. I must have blocked it out, but we asked it a question and scared us to
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