This is going to be weird and bit long, but I figure I should ask for comments. I am a protestant, Christian from 14yrs old but quickly fell off the wagon by 16 into all sorts of occultism, sex drugs and rock and roll. I’ve been single all my life as well, no children and completely wild and off the chain until about 10 years ago when I got sober and back in line with Christ. I am now 57.
I had lived a fun and exciting off the edge double life as a Data Architect and Sr. Programmer by day and high caliber illicit drug dealer at night. Life has really been a lot of fun. Too much fun probably. Money will actually buy you happiness at least for a while.
Recently I took home a female grifter less than half my age who claimed as most do, that she was “down on her luck”. Being familiar with grifters and willing to utilize the time to witness to her, before shutting her game plan down and tossing her back to the street with a lot of good helpful information in hand and an experience from me that she wouldn’t soon forget, I fed her, shared the gospel, and even prayed with her. So, we headed to my place.
This is where the odd part of the story begins… When I suggested prayer at very early hours of the next morning, she was at first reluctant, but ultimately when I agreed to prick my finger with this dagger (a kris technically) that she had and drip blood in a vile for her to keep she agreed to pray with me. A pretty simple sacrifice if you ask me. However, knowing this meant the proverbial game was afoot.
In the background of this I had a Wi-Fi phone hacking tool working on cracking her phone. You never know who you’re dealing with right? Wrong, I usually do . Anyway, we prayed for a few minutes and she interrupted it for a minute to claim she needed to go to the bathroom. Before she went, she took something from her purse. She had at least taken her phone. Being that I had a hacking tool working on it, I went and temporarily disable it to avoid detection and began reviewing her chat text.
Turns out she had recently scored about an ounce of meth, which I quickly located in her purse. I also found a Ouija board and a planchette in her backpack, which I deliberately defiled by cracking it and put it back. When she came back, we continued praying for a few minutes and a while after she became very seductive. I played along some more until I started feeling a bit of conviction and then my phone rang.
I used this as an excuse to end our little evening together and told her my girlfriend would be coming over in a little while and that I would need to take her somewhere, anywhere or all hell would break loose. She smirked and agreed that all hell would break loose most likely, but ultimately, we left and I dropped her off at a city bus stop several miles from my house (I live in a big city)
As soon as I had left her, I called the police and told them somewhat anonymously that there was a female drug dealer at such and such bus stop. I slowly made my way around the block and sure enough the police were already there and appeared to be arresting her.
This is where the problems seem to start. Once I got home, I enter my place and I heard a loud door slam. But upon investigating it was nothing, perhaps the back door was open and air pressure caused it, who knows. I went to the bathroom and while in there I began to smell something odd as if it was a recently extinguished flame. I looked all over and when I pulled back the shower curtain, I found a small plastic tray with a tiny melted down candle a few feathers and blood drops scattered around it in the shape of a pentagram. I cleaned this up fast however the grifter chic left her lipstick under my bathroom counter which my girlfriend found. It took a while but she is a true blonde and I was eventually able to convince her it was her old one from a log time ago.
Perhaps I was too quick to assume I was in control of the night’s events. Since this time, I occasionally wake up to strange sounds and voices, door slamming etc.…, I’ve had an abnormal number of flats on my car, and in the last 3 months my girlfriend and I have had several arguments and break ups. It’s like I’ve been cursed or something.
I even looked up this grifters police record and jail log for the appropriate dates and oddly no one under that name was ever arrested. I’m not sure if I need to be concerned. Also last night my girlfriend answer her phone and said “oh Hi Deanne” and quickly excused herself. No big deal, right? Wrong the grifters first name that she gave me was Deann… Im starting to think my girlfriend may be up to something bad. This is all so weird, any comments feel free.
I had lived a fun and exciting off the edge double life as a Data Architect and Sr. Programmer by day and high caliber illicit drug dealer at night. Life has really been a lot of fun. Too much fun probably. Money will actually buy you happiness at least for a while.
Recently I took home a female grifter less than half my age who claimed as most do, that she was “down on her luck”. Being familiar with grifters and willing to utilize the time to witness to her, before shutting her game plan down and tossing her back to the street with a lot of good helpful information in hand and an experience from me that she wouldn’t soon forget, I fed her, shared the gospel, and even prayed with her. So, we headed to my place.
This is where the odd part of the story begins… When I suggested prayer at very early hours of the next morning, she was at first reluctant, but ultimately when I agreed to prick my finger with this dagger (a kris technically) that she had and drip blood in a vile for her to keep she agreed to pray with me. A pretty simple sacrifice if you ask me. However, knowing this meant the proverbial game was afoot.
In the background of this I had a Wi-Fi phone hacking tool working on cracking her phone. You never know who you’re dealing with right? Wrong, I usually do . Anyway, we prayed for a few minutes and she interrupted it for a minute to claim she needed to go to the bathroom. Before she went, she took something from her purse. She had at least taken her phone. Being that I had a hacking tool working on it, I went and temporarily disable it to avoid detection and began reviewing her chat text.
Turns out she had recently scored about an ounce of meth, which I quickly located in her purse. I also found a Ouija board and a planchette in her backpack, which I deliberately defiled by cracking it and put it back. When she came back, we continued praying for a few minutes and a while after she became very seductive. I played along some more until I started feeling a bit of conviction and then my phone rang.
I used this as an excuse to end our little evening together and told her my girlfriend would be coming over in a little while and that I would need to take her somewhere, anywhere or all hell would break loose. She smirked and agreed that all hell would break loose most likely, but ultimately, we left and I dropped her off at a city bus stop several miles from my house (I live in a big city)
As soon as I had left her, I called the police and told them somewhat anonymously that there was a female drug dealer at such and such bus stop. I slowly made my way around the block and sure enough the police were already there and appeared to be arresting her.
This is where the problems seem to start. Once I got home, I enter my place and I heard a loud door slam. But upon investigating it was nothing, perhaps the back door was open and air pressure caused it, who knows. I went to the bathroom and while in there I began to smell something odd as if it was a recently extinguished flame. I looked all over and when I pulled back the shower curtain, I found a small plastic tray with a tiny melted down candle a few feathers and blood drops scattered around it in the shape of a pentagram. I cleaned this up fast however the grifter chic left her lipstick under my bathroom counter which my girlfriend found. It took a while but she is a true blonde and I was eventually able to convince her it was her old one from a log time ago.
Perhaps I was too quick to assume I was in control of the night’s events. Since this time, I occasionally wake up to strange sounds and voices, door slamming etc.…, I’ve had an abnormal number of flats on my car, and in the last 3 months my girlfriend and I have had several arguments and break ups. It’s like I’ve been cursed or something.
I even looked up this grifters police record and jail log for the appropriate dates and oddly no one under that name was ever arrested. I’m not sure if I need to be concerned. Also last night my girlfriend answer her phone and said “oh Hi Deanne” and quickly excused herself. No big deal, right? Wrong the grifters first name that she gave me was Deann… Im starting to think my girlfriend may be up to something bad. This is all so weird, any comments feel free.
