Well, I was finally free of all inhibitions due to coming out from the hospital. I was free of drugs and sick people food! So I thought but this was not true. A couple of nights after I received a private call saying to go to the nearest shipping port. I went, but not without my good friend,Artemis, whom was with me from the beginning of all these "fringe events". Hours before going I was napping and I dreamt that demon again. The face of it was faint,but it was a familiar one. Well we went to that port but no one showed until a van came rushing in,capturing us, for we barely had precautions except for a secret weapon my grandmother told me about before she expired. We exited the rusty van to a place I knew about as my parents would take me there when I was sad or just given up. It was a serene yet disturbing place. The walls i felt would guide me in life,as to me everything has a special purpose. Walls protect us,but also prevent us from obstacles coming our way and a carpet conceals all secrets,we just have to look under it are just middling examples.
After a few moments we entered a cave like place entering through a mysterious door. That is when my hallucinations came real and so I actually saw the demon. Guessing who it was? Well, it was my father! He died years ago when I was only starting to join middle school. I was told he was murdered, but I know now what it really was.SUICIDE. He did not recognise me. He was under control by demonic powers. He was reciting something I had never heard of. He was surrounding by burning canvases of bodies and torches. This was very horrific.
It was a document he was reciting from. I was scared to approach him but I knew I had to protect something,someone. I had to protect my father and others in the world. I then used my secret weapon and I was able to prevent the killing of many by the demonic powers of the demon. In the process his paper remained intact somehow. I picked it up and i came to the realization it came from my locker. That's what the demon wanted and so i burned it with the powers of GOD.
My friend was hurt during this tiring moment in our lives, but I know she will soon get better as she is very strong. Stronger than me, I would like to think at times. I also hoped my father's soul keeps on living. I do hope to see him again.
Wanting to know what was my secret weapon? WELL, IT WAS MY MIND and IMAGINATION. I know I have a long way to go which is what I said to myself after defeating that demon...but I shall never give a moment of surrendering to life.
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