Demon Inside Me

Experience 2

So, I recently explained my first...encounter. I will tell you about what happened when I was only ten years old. It started out with me walking into my classroom...

.....I walk into my classroom, and place my book bag down on my chair, ignoring the stares and harsh whispers of everyone around me. I take my limp brown hair in my hands, making it fall evenly down to the middle of my back, brushing some strands behind my ears. I get out my work book and sit down, knowing what the kids are saying about me. "Look at the freak." "I wonder if her mother knows she needs to be institutionized." "Why is she even here? I thought we told her to kill herself."

I know, for ten year olds, those people where major assholes. And before you ask, yes they told me to kill myself, many times. Anyway...

I keep my head down, crossing my legs neatly, I get ready for class to start, feeling uncomfortable in my pink dress. A hush falls over the classroom as the teacher calls attention to us. "Today class, we will be learning about cross multiplying..." She drones on and I continue to pay attention, writing down the notes I need.

I feel something hit me in the back of my head so I turn around and see two little kids, one boy and one girl. They're in a tux and a little white wedding dress. The boy has her in his arms and they're staring at me. I don't know what hit me so I look around and see a crumbled up paper. I pick it up, careful to avoid the keen eyes of Ms. Kample and I read what it says. Written in child like handwriting and red marker, it says "I know what you did last summer." I roll my eyes and flip it over seeing more writing. "We are you Val. We know who you are. This is all real. It's your living nightmare."

Turning back around I see the two children smiling evilly, revealing sharp fang like teeth and blood on their mouths. There is no blood on their clothing though, her white dress pristine as ever, his black tux as sharp as nails on this handsome little man.

I scream out loud in my classroom, the teacher and students staring at me. Ms. Kample rushes over, grabbing my arms, trying to calm me as I continue screaming, staring at the children who are laughing.

"VAL, STOP. THERE'S NOTHING WRONG!" Ms. Kample shouts and tries to pick me up. I kick and scream, pushing from her grasp, running to the door to the classroom.

I feel a sharp pain in my head and my heart, and I pass out.

At the time, I didn't know I was feeling those pains the entire time. The pains only happen during the experiences I have. I don't know why. When I googled it, I was told by many sites I could be possessed. I didn't know any better at the time.