The Exorcism

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Father John had a large crucifix on the table beside him, I shuttered. He was holding a little glass of water as well, I looked at it, fairly confused.

He approached me, staring almost into my soul. He started saying some words, crossing himself. I couldn't really make out what he said until he said this.
"..May this Holy Water, Pure the child." Said Father John, flicking holy water onto me, my skin starting burn and bubble, like I was sizzling to the holy water, I cried. He kept flicking the holy water for a good 30 seconds, heaps of my skin disgusting, burnt, bubbled.

He mumbled more stuff again, once again crossing himself- I felt rage, burning hatred, but I didn't show it, I don't know why I randomly feel like this..I'm scared..This hurts.. Is this what an Exorcism is..? I can't wait to just go back to my family when this is over..

He was saying different words now, he's speaking too fast, and it's too long to keep track. I randomly growled- loudly. I've never done that before, why'd I do that? I'm not, actually a demon, right? I started spazzing out, like before with the shock pads- but not nearly as bad. Why's this happening to me..? Suzy..Marley..Thomas..Mum..Dad..Agnes..Sam..I want to go home..

"..STOP IT!" I screamed, my voice- odd, different, scarier- deeper.
Father John shook his head, sighing.
He said more words and crossed me, and then himself. I felt something in my throat, like I was unable to talk. I tried to talk, but it didn't work, I kinda just gagging instead.

"..And May this dagger, pure the heart." Said Father John, grabbing the crucifix and pulling the top of the cross off, to reveal a sharp, sharp dagger. He went over to me, my skin had turned slightly reddish and I was overheating, I was scared. He lifted the dagger up, and stabbed me, he stabbed me right in the heart. I coughed up a bit of blood, feeling fatigue.
He crossed me again, and then himself. He was mumbling again, spraying more holy water, he started doing other things but I can't remember, all I remember, was waking up, in a dark place, No more pain. Thank the lord.. I must be in my bedroom, healed..Hallelujah.

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