DEAR DIARY : Born is not an option

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Name : Aditya(not real name)
I live in a family that believes in satanism. My mother was a shaman and my father was an exorcist(he removes the demon by being their leader) . My brother was unreally killed by our "guardian". That happened because he wanted to quit this weird belief.. He wanted to be free from all this mad ritual.

At school:
Everyone was scared of me. They offered themselves to become the slaves
I was served as a prince.What prince? Prince of satan?

Daily routine:
My mother needs to make herself wounded so that the Nyarak(guardian) can drink her blood
Me? I need to wake up every morning at 3.00 a.m. doing the ritual for the "good luck".. You sure? "Goodluck"?..
What's crazy is... Me as the only male heirs in my family.. I need to inherit all of it. I can't get married to anyone else except my own family members. Which means I need to marry my own sister, Naira! What a crazy life!

THAT'S ENOUGH...LET ME JUST STOP THIS. I ran from home to the church in the capital. I went to the clergy house. Begging the priest to let me live there. My parents know it but they didn't even care because they know Nyarak will take care of it. What they know is either I will comeback to the house by my own or they'll receive a death news.. They probably won't be surprised. They used to see their family dies. My grandfather, my grandmother and my brother.. All of them died due to their naughtiness towards the guardian. What's the point of having a guardian if it is the one who kills us.

The night came, I was very scared .. I told all the priests about my life. But, they didn't seem scared at all. They were very calm. They asked me to sleep in a small church at the clergy house while all of them were praying all night. But, the night didn't go well. At 3.00 a.m., I suddenly woke up. All the priests were still there too. But suddenly I started to cought badly.. Blood, nails, worms were coming out from my mouth.. I felt like it was my last day in this world. Father James(not his real name) approached me with rosary and bible in his hands. The nearer he came, the more painful I felt. I was crying badly, my limbs were all shaking, blood from my mouth.. This literally happened to my brother 8 years ago. Fortunately , my fate was different. After few minutes, the sickness stopped. I felt like I was losing 90% of my energy. All the priests were very worried. Although that was not their first time but they were very pertubed if something bad could happen.

The sun rose,
They prepared a bowl of porridge. They cooked their simple meals by themselves everyday since there was no provision by the goverment or donation by the church community. They were part time farmers. They sold their vegetables to the supplier to get money.. And they even donated half of their monthly balance to the church. Shame on the community. In the evening, Father James asked me to follow him to the church. He told me about Christianity, Jesus and fate. He asked me if I had the wish to be a Christian because he said that religion is not something that we were born with.. But it is something that we were born for. I was born as a satan worshipper but it doesn't mean I will die as a satan worshipper. I wanted to believe in God and fate. I didn't want to believe in Satan and "Guardian". So, I told the Father that I was ready to serve myself as a Christian. I was ready to quit from all demonic life.
He told me that I would be baptised on the next day but I hope I could live tomorrow since I didn't know what would happen at the 3.00a.m. again.

The night came and I slept at the church again. All the priests were ready for any bad things to occur. Everything seemed fine.. But then.. 3.00 a.m., I woke up and saw all the priest were sleeping. I saw HIM...NYARAK.. He was a huge dark shadow with very deep voice. He was slowly flying towards me.. I was trying to wake the priests up but I couldn't move or even speak.. He came closer and closer. Gladly, there was a white dog came and suddenly barked loudly. The priests all woke up and they saw me in that situation. Father James has the ability to see the dark entity.. He then asked all the priest to gather at me and they tried their best to make NYARAK left. Fortunately, with the power God, Nyarak was commanded to leave.
After the entity left, I rushed to find for the white dog.. It disappeared right after the priests woke up.
But I didn't find it. The clergy was locked and there was no dog allowed to be there. It's impossible for the white dog to enter and leave the clergy. Starting from that incident , I believed that my life is not fully controlled by Satan but there's another power that takes care of me. I believed that God is always with us that God was the one sent the white dog to help me.

Next morning:
I was baptised by Father James.
I felt very relieved and happy.

Evening:
Father James taught me the basic prayers started from Our Father( Lord's prayer). He told me to always believe in God and remember that the demon has no power over us.
But right after that moment, I received a call from my cousin. He told me that my parents had died last night. They were killed my Naira. And Naira reported it to the police by herself. I was very shocked and told the priests that I would go back to my house. Father James asked if he could follow me and I said yes.

Around 9 pm:
We reached my house.. I saw my parents corpses lying in the living room. There was no one there. Nobody was very courage to even enter our house. I ran into my house. But then the door closed hardly. My parents corpses both disappeared. I screamed as loud as I could. Father James tried to open the door from outside but it was stuck. He called all the neighbours to help him. Me inside the house... Everything crumbled.. All my mother's spell books opened to page 19 that shows a weird symbol that I couldn't explain. Suddenly the symbol started to appear on the ceiling. It was written with blood. I ran to the door and tried my best to open it.. But it stuck badly. Even the neighbours couldn't open the door from outside. The lamps went crazy .. The big symbol on the ceiling was about to complete. The pages on my mother's books turned to page 57 that is about "WELCOME OUR GUARDIAN". Nyarak was coming.. I had no energy to fight him.. All that I could do was hoping that God will save me. I ran to the middle of house and recited the Our Father prayer since that was the only prayer I remembered. I closed my eyes but I could hear him.. He had arrived. He sounded as my mother, as my father and as my brother. The voices asked me to run into the large fire that was suddenly burning right in front of me. I was too scared and weak.. What I did.... I continuously prayed to God and throw all of the spell books into the fire. I heard my mother's voice.. Screaming so loud. But I didn't care what I heard.. I just sat there with my eyes closed and kept praying. My eyes suddenly drained blood , my mouth was full with blood and I was thrown to the wall and everywhere. I fainted. But then when I woke up. I was at the hospital. I saw Father James where there too. He told me that all the priests came to my house and they together tried to make the Nyarak leave forever. They succeeded. The door opened and they saw me lying on the floor. They brought me to the hospital. My corpus was broken. They accompanied me at the hospital and luckily nothing bad happened. Actually the corpses that I saw that night were not my parents. My parents' corpses had already got buried in the morning.

After 5 days, I discharged. The first thing I did was going to visit Naira at the jail.. She was going to be punished for her crime. She would be sentenced to death. So, before her punishment day, I would like to meet her for the last time. I asked her why did she killed our parents. She said she was possessed and had no idea about what she did that night. Right after she woke up, she saw her hands were covered with blood and saw our parents corpses infront of her. So, she made the decision to report it to the police. I tried to find for lawyers but she told me that she wanted to be punished .. She wanted to end her suffer. I cried really hard.

8th July 2021,
13 years after that tragic incident. I'm now still living at the clergy with all the priests. I have a job now. I work as a marketing director in a huge company in my state. I donated half of my salary the clergy and church.. I brought all the priests to fancy restaurant last week.. They were very happy. Past few years, Nyarak was still disturbing me but now it rarely happened. And after 13 years living with 8 great priests, I know how to handle Nyarak by my own now.

That's all from me in this episode. Satanism believe is still exist in our world and we should be aware of it. For those, who had successfully quit from the darkness believe, CONGRATS.. and for those who're still fighting.. GOOD LUCK... Always believe in God and remember that demon has no power over us. Thank you for reading episode 6 : QUIT.. Keep giving your supports to DEAR DIARY : Born is not an option.