Miranda's P.O.V
It was a Saturday night and my dad is a musician so therewas a jam session every Saturday. Now this Saturday would be different. It would start a series of horrible visions andapparitions, a chain of demons, and a long and endless road of misery.
That night Lily and I were hangingout with Shannon, Nakiah, Peyton, andour new friend who we called Kit kat (She never told us her real name.) Kit kat said that she had a guardian spirit, we all became interested and listened to the story of her and Alex.
"I have a guardian too." I comented. "Her name is Marci Davis." (Yes, I finally got her to tell me her last name. By the way, an interesting fact about spirits; they rarely remember their last name, birthday, or how they died. Most personal information is erased from their memory after they die.)
Later on that night we were in the bathroom filling water balloons and when we were ready to leave we saw Shannon sitting on the floor and she looked almost.......lifeless. Suddenly she stood up and said
"We need to get out of here." She sounded so calm and it scared all of us, especially Kit kat. When we got out Shannon said
"I was standing there and this pretty girl came in and told me to watch out for Dylan. Then she left and soon I got a text from her, her name is Lila but the text disapeared after I recieved it. It said watch out for Dylan.
"Shannon, you weren't standing, you were sitting on the floor!" We all chimed in at once.
"It must have been a vision then, in the vision I was standing." She said sounding a bit scared. We left but we couldn't stop thinking about Lila, or the mysterious Dylan that Lila had warned Shannon about. Later on we were walking around and we saw Dylan, she was a demon as we had guessed and I saw her crouching behind some plants in the garden. Then out of nowhere I shouted,
"Quickly, into the bathroom!" Everyone ran after me in a mad dash to the bathroom. We crouded into the bathroom when we saw Kit kat walk into one of the stalls and curl up on the floor. She started screaming
"No! Stop it! By then we were all scared shitless, and paralyzed with fear. Marci possessed me and walked up to Kit kat and helped Alex get Dylan out of her.
"Leave! Don't hurt us!" Kit kat screamed.
Dylan's P.O.V
I was outside but i was managing well. I was learnig how to use my demonic powers. I was taking over Kit kat's weakened body, she was vulnerable and would have been easy to kill. The one problem was that I was abruptly cast out by some bright light and I couldn't move for a minute. During that minute, they all escaped.
"Damn it!" I screamed at myself. "You moron, you let them get away!" I wasn't finished yet though, I still had many ways to tourture them! ha ha!
Marci's P.O.V
I was still in Miranda's body as we walked intothe laundry room, which was right next to the bathrooms. I was trying to figure things out, but I couldn't think of what to do. I thought of a way to fight against her, we could think happy thoughts and then overpower her with good energy.
"Lead the way Marci!" Shannon told me. We walked to the marina and time slowly passed. Some time later Nakiah said that a man had stopped to talk to her when we were walking around. He talked to her and what must have been a voice from the darkness (for we are sure it could not have been the man.) Nakiah heard "Watch out for Dylan!" (The question of who said to watch out for Dylan is debatable, we aren't sure if the man had said it or not.)
While we were discussing what should be done i realized that not since my death had I ever felt like I had a chance to live. I ran and embraced Kit kat
"I feel so alive." I said to her. I advised everyone to harbor good thoughts but I soon realized that it wasn't working and Dylan was only getting stronger. I walked into the darkand began my own adventure with Dylan.
"we will go on, but you wilol not.and we will go on, but you will die." I chanted. She still showed nosigns of defeat, how would we kill her?
YOU ARE READING
possessed by darkness
ParanormalBased on a true story of demons and guardian spirits, I tell my story of the things that have happened to me.