My name is John. John Will Smith. My wife is Paula Smith. And my daughter is Jessica Smith.
I'm drowning in bills at the moment. I can't keep throwing money at This damn mental hospital Paula goes to. She barley sees her own daughter. And she always comes home with aggressive behaviors. What the hell are they doing to her at that place?
Sadly.... that's the only place that I can afford to take her to.. they said they would help her out. I just want everything to go back to how it used to be.
When we were young. Not that we aren't anymore. But when we were careless and had no weight on our backs.We were only 15 when it happened.
Paula and I were making out in the back of the car and jack and Jenny were in the front. We were drunk as hell and all Jenny wanted to do was have some fun.
So we chugged down some more alcohol and started roaming around the forest Jack drove us to. We found this broken, tore up weird spooky looking shed. We were drunk and young so we walked right in. We found some demon stuff around there and got curious. Started reading and chanting demon stuff.
I heard her scream.
She was on the other side of the shed in the corner screaming her head off. Jack, Jenny, and I walked over to see if she was okay.
She was not okay.
She spoke. But when she spoke,
It wasn't her. We did everything we could to get rid of the demon that had possessed Paula. We started chanting other things while it stared at us from the corner of the room.
Everything we chanted made it worse.
She started screaming louder. So I got up and hit her.I don't know why. It was the only thing I thought of. But she stopped screaming. And her eyes were pure again.
But things didn't go back to normal. A few days after the incident she said she felt kicking in her stomach. We wen't to the doctor and he said Paula was pregnant with a baby girl.
She was only 15.
I know it wasn't my child. I just knew it. We had an argument about the child when we got home then she stopped me and said that it was the demon.
It was the demons child.
It's name was going to be
Jessica.
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mY BesT FRIenD
HorrorShe is my best friend. She's always there for me. She lives in my closet. Mommy says she isn't real. But I see her watching me from the darkness. She talks through me. PAULA. WHY DO YOU PLAY DUMB?