No One Believes

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(Lorraine Warren's Point of View. Warren Household)

                September 8, 1968. The chill breeze of new fall lushed over my face. Fall has always been my favorite, especially October. I love sitting out on the porch in my white rocking chair. How it creaks against the floorboard gives me the right amount of eeriness that I crave. I lift my Bible out of the small drawer we have out here. I then flip over to the Gospel of Matthew. I have gotten quite far in my Bible studies. It is rather important after all I have experienced. I always fear maybe I will be the next victim. The next powerhouse. The next home for a hungry demon looking for a way to feast on its pain and suffering. But, as long as I keep my faith strong, I should be okay...I think. 

                 Ed walks out on the porch with our daughter, Lucy, in his arms. "Good morning, love.", he said, sitting in his swing chair. God, he loved that thing. I looked up from my Bible and smiled. Ed took a sip of his black coffee, just the way he liked it. Ew! "Good morning to you, too," I said in a cheerful manner. He shot me another smile and swallowed his hot coffee. Smacking his lips a little, he began, "How did you sleep?" while bouncing Lucy on his leg. "Oh, I slept alright," I rubbed my neck," just maybe slept on my neck weird." I smiled at Lucy and slowly slipped the fragile pages of my Bible closed, placing my Bible on the table beside me. 

               I sigh. "I just feel...worn out? Last week was big, and I think I'm still processing. He picked Lucy up, placed her on the swinging chair, and walked over to me. Ed leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. "Take as long as you need, hun. Always remember, I am here to talk," he said, his voice calm and assuring. My breathing slowed, and I smiled. 

               Ed is undoubtedly the best thing that has ever happened to me. Starting in High School, nobody liked me mainly because I was the "weird physic girl." Nobody believed me. I know I saw things, and I was right because of where I am today. I thought people would be interested in hearing about what I could sense, hear, see, and feel, but after I had told some of my closest friends, they couldn't help but laugh. Word spread around the school like how demons skip from person to person. RAPIDLY. I was the freak show of the School. But to my luck, a boy named Edward Warren told me about himself and how he was like me. He experienced these things, too, and he knows what it's like. No one believes. No one believes what we experience, and we must prove we aren't insane. Somehow, we thought we could do it, and I felt...seen. For the first time in forever, someone accepted me. Believed me. We started out as "partners in crime." That is what we would say we were. Best friends. Then...we fell in love. It was beautiful. But what would we do now? We were gonna prove it. We were gonna prove that what we were both experiencing was real.

               I stood up from my chair and crouched down to get on head level with Lucy. "Good morning, pretty girl!" I said as my daughter ran into my arms for a long-lasting hug. Her youthful giggles fill me with joy. "Daddy, Daddy! Can you make pancakes for breakfast?" she asked, looking up at Ed. He nodded with a chuckle. "Yeah, I will go get started in those!" Ed said, opening the doorknob. He blew Lucy and me a kiss before walking inside to start breakfast.

               When Ed called for breakfast, Lucy and I walked inside. The smell of chocolate chip pancakes filled the room. Lucy ran over to the table, leaping and giggling with joy. Chocolate chip pancakes were her all-time favorite! We all got seated, and I reached out my hands, one for Ed and one for Lucy. "Let's say grace. Ed, would you lead us?" I asked him. He nodded and started, "Dear Heavenly Father, we thank you for this new day with our beautiful family, a roof over our heads, food on our plates, and your safety. Please place your shield of Grace over our family and help us to be the best versions of ourselves that we can be." We all finished with a big "Amen!" and Lucy always has to giggle at that.

              I start to cut up Lucy's pancakes when my head gets struck with pain. A sharp pain in the back of my head. I slow down a little and sit back. My hearing was slightly muffled. Ed puts his hand on my arm and gently shakes it, "Lorraine. Lorraine? Hello!" I slowly rock my head. It's a pull. Something is pulling my head. The connection is too weak actually to hurt me, though. The picture pops into my head. The haunted room. Just down the hall from the kitchen, we keep our room full of haunted or cursed objects that we have been sent or received on past investigations. I couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was, but it wanted something. What could it be? My thoughts are cut off by a voice: "Lorraine!! Honey, are you ok?!" I get shaken back into reality by Ed. I flutter my eyes and lean forward on the table. "Y-yea Ed, I-I'm alright," I say while my vision clears. "What- what just happened? Do you need to step out? If so, please do," Ed said, stressing out, touching my forehead and pushing hair out of my sweaty face. I respond, "I am fine...it just happened again." He nods in realization

            He knows about these headaches. They have happened before, not often, but they have happened. "Okay, well, maybe go step outside. I can finish breakfast with Lucy." Oh, poor Lucy. She looks so confused. I felt like a bad mom, always walking out on her like this. But I nodded and did what he said. The air felt nice, but I had a bad feeling. A feeling that maybe something big was going to happen. No- no, Lorraine! We are fine. - relax. 

           I wasn't prepared for what was to come.