PERSONAL STRUGGLE | LIFE
I Thought My Time Has Come
Out of the blue, that icy cold presence engulfed me again. Like I’m shut and nailed in alive in an ice coffin.
I was busy running everywhere with tasks that I put my guard down. I was unarmed, without defense and protection. Just when I was trying to live my life.
I felt this icy presence right after his uncle came to the house.
Why was I even felt surprised it happened? Maybe because I still have doubts on my own instinct, and I’m just so naive. Evil can be so persistent.
They are siblings after all, related by blood. For what I know, they have been dabbling with dark stuff for at least 2 generations. It could be more than that.
That thing he tried to do to my space knowing it’s supposed to be my altar. My crucifix was there on the wall, a declaration of my faith. It sure felt like he was trying to desecrate it.
It did not harm me, just making me really angry. His presence is making me uncomfortable.
I felt compelled to purify the place with holy water and prayers to deal with evil spirits after he left.
Almost like the thermostat has been corrected. I’m surrounded by warmth once again like how it should. Not having to wear thick fleece wear for winter in the middle of all year-round summer.
