• last week i went to a so-called friends house. Shes all into this wicca stuff, i really don't get it.

    She and three other friends were performing spells.
    At first I felt nothing, but it was when they all drew a weird circle and they sat around it. The girl smiled a chill through my body.
    I was wearing a quarts crystal around my left wrist. I was not expecting wat happened next.They started saying something weird.
    I had a strange feeling so io started to put up a psychic sheild,
    well that was until darkness ran up the bottom of my crystal. My crystal started turning black and vary heavy, so heavy it broke the chain around my hand. The crystral fell to the floor revealing cracks in it. My body fell to the floor but my soul stood still. I could then see the demon holding my arm and another crawling twards me. They were seconds from ripping my soul to bits.
    Screaming and...........well
    my once clear crystal shattered, breaking the spell or so i thought.


    I opened my eyes to find myself standing on an ocean of water, I was alone and pretty scared seeing that under the water were millions of demons waiting for me to slip and fall under so they can kill me i guess.
    I started walking searching for land or something safer than the ocean.

    I walked for days followed by the demons under my feet.
    Days turned into weeks and weeks into months.
    In the end...i was.....stating to think i was dead.......

    I was so alone and scared all the time.
    Day were bright and lonely while
    nights were black filled with sounds of people going to hell.

    I sat there one day looking deeply among the faces of the demons below me. I must have lost it because i decided to stick my hand into the water.
    At that moment the water turned black as night and wrapped around my hand and began to swallow me, I slowly sank into the water. I didnt scream, I didnt cry I was actually happy that i was going to die.

    Its not death i'm afraid of........Its the pain that goes with it.


    Just when I finally sank under, a hand came and pulled me out.
    I came to find I was out for three days in the hospital.

    So all of that..was it just a dream?
    It was all so real ,
    Real enough that when i looked at my left hand my crystal was gone and i had a burn mark. I layed in my bed what to do.............its not like i could ask my friend if she cursed me or not. Shes not really my friend, she needed me remember.......................


    if you wanna kno what happened i'll be posting by chapter in my pro.