Dear Diary
The hours tick by like minuets and this demon isn't going. The priest called for other people to come in to assist while I sit out the way and watch feeling useless. There is nothing I can do to help. Sweat prikles from their foreheads as they work together chanting different prayers and throw holy water around the room.
Two of them are now dead. One just exploded and the other torn from limb to limb. There is blood and guts everywhere. I feel sick, all I can smell is blood. I am covered in it. The others try hard to concentrate although I seek the cracks of fear seeping from their faces. They want to scare and run but are now commited to ridding this demon.
The priest reads from the bible and prays. He then opens the box he brought with im and after a few more words everything goes quiet. He's sweating.
I feel sick but also kind of free. He blesses the house and blesses me. I think Jimmy's gone, I think he saved me.
I think it's over. I hope it's over. I feel numb and light headed.
But then......
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ParanormalFrankey has been open to the paranormal world for some time. They would often speak to her and request her to speak to living relatives. She went to school and she came home to loving parents. She enjoyed life. Then one day she saw a little boy who...
