"How old is your daughter again?" said a fat black lady who looked like a fortune teller, sitting in a meditation position with dead animal skin used to decorate her tent, with a crystal ball in the middle of the table
"She is 5 ma'am, " Debbie said looking at the lady whose hand was on her forehead, John who was sited next to Debbie looked at the lady irritated
"Oh I see something," the lady said with her eyes tightly shut "she's no ordinary child, no no no, she's just in kindergarten right?" John put his hand on his face, with the sense of anyone could have assumed that "And you said she started talking the day she turned 5?"
Debbie clears her throat and answers "Yes ma and she talked so fluent like she has talked a lot before, it was strange and-" The lady places her fingers on her lips "Enough talking, now look into the crystal ball both of you"
Debbie leans forward, John mumbles I feel stupid before he leans in too "Now tell me what do you see". Debbie replies "I see nothing "
John then pauses for a moment, then suddenly his eyes widened, then he speaks "I see... I see.. " the lady and Debbie become curious "I see... I wasted 10 whole dollars " The lady sighs and responds "Normally I charge double" he grunts and faces the other way
The lady focus on Debbie "Something tells me this man is not the father of the child''
"How did you know? "
The lady gasps "What?... You think I'm a fake?, well sweetheart I am real alright, and to tell you the truth, I feel an odd connection between that man and your child, and I have two options "
"And what are they? "
"She's either cursed or she's a witch "
"What!!" John jumps in "This is ridiculous, stop filling her mind with rubbish, I am sure there's a perfectly good explanation for all this"
Debbie shakes her head "Can't you see?, Precious isn't like the others she's... different, she's just different, everything about her, I need to know what's wrong with her, even if it comes to this "Debbie turns to the fortune teller she asks a bit emotional "so, what do you think, can you save my daughter? "
The fortune-teller sits up straight "Your daughter possesses a lot of things, and as she grows older more weird things would begin to happen, I don't know if she's a witch or a demon or a supernatural being, what I know is, the only way to stop her from seeing things or having to do things is if she wears a special charm"
"And how much will this special charm cost?" John asks rather blunt
"Oh it would cost you nothing" Debbie begins to thank her "But there is a catch though "
''And what's that?" Debbie asked concern
"The charm wouldn't last for long, I don't know when it would stop working, all I know is there's a time the charm wouldn't have any power" the fortune-teller stands up, she opens a cupboard and brings out what appears to be a wooden cross necklace
She gives it to Debbie "Here, take this and put it around her neck" Debbie carefully takes the necklace from the fortune teller
"Thank you ma'am " she rises to leave with John when the lady stops them"Wait, Debbie, I think there's another way for you to know what's wrong with your child "
"There is? "
"Yes, why not go back to your home, I think you might find your answers there"
"I can't, I am banished, if I ever set foot there, I am dead" the lady didn't say another word she just got back to her meditating.
______ They enter their car, Precious was fast asleep at the back seat, Debbie reaches to Precious, stretching herself to the back seat, and carefully putting the charm around her babies neck
"I hope this work"
She looks at Precious's peaceful face, John smiles at her
"Me too"
She sighs "I know I say this a lot, but thank you"
"Stop saying that, it's okay"
"You've done more than what anyone could have possibly done, you took us in and made us your family"
John smiles "What can I say? maybe I'm your guardian angel sent from above"
"You indeed are, and I'll forever be grateful "
"Let's go home" He starts the car
Debbie surely hasn't forgotten about her home, her family, and her friends, she tries her best not to think of them much, because the worse feeling is knowing she won't ever see them again. but she's not alone, she has a family of her own now, sometimes she wonders how life would have been if daniel accepted her, if her baby was just born normal, She often wonders if her child is a blessing or a curse.
__________ Later in the evening, John and Debbie's eyes were both focused on the TV their favorite movie series was on, but then they hear precious calling out different names she walks up to her mum and dad and begins to cry, Debbie carries her on her lap and uses her hands to dry her tears"Baby what's wrong?"
Precious sobs" I... I can't find my friends "
"Well, did you check everywhere?"
"Yes... Yes I did, mummy my friends, they are all gone now"
Precious begins to pour, Debbie paths her back and rests her head on her chest, she lip-syncs to John 'the charm worked' John looks at her and smiled.
_________Precious eventually gave up on looking for her "friends" and soon forgot they ever existed.
It took time though, but I guess as she grew older those memories felt like dreams and those "friends" were just imaginary.
As time passed, Debbie soon forgot all her worries about her daughter, she seemed "normal" now. and it made her feel at ease, Everything was normal for the time being, but occasionally her mind still travels back.
She made a promise to herself that she would protect her daughter at all cost. Precious deserves a life like everyone else
"A long-term demon is a demon that has been haunting a particular family for a very long time"."What do you mean?".Tommy sighs "You know how when ghost becomes vengeful they turn to demons? But in this case this spirit has not only stayed in that state but also been possessive for a long time".I stop him with my hands "Wait, so what you're telling me is, the demon inside of that little girl, has been possessing others for a long time, thats why it's like that?"." Pretty much, the only way to help that little girl is finding a way to get the demon out of her".I scratch the back of my head "How do we do that?".He shurgs "I have no idea".I roll my eyes as I groan and fall on my bed "Why is everything so complicated!" I whine"It's okay, we can figure it out".I instantly sit up "Wait, what if I let it possess me instead?"." I told you they can't fully possess you"."It doesn't know that yet". We exchange looks The next day at school, I rush to meet with Rebecca, I see her with T
After school Max and Blondie followed me to Tori's friend's house, we arrived at the house and Tori's friend presses the doorbell.A blonde hair lady opens the door "Welcome back Rebecca". She said with a smile "And these are?"." My friends, we are here for a group assignment". Her mom nods"Ah, I see, come in then". We enter the house."You guys wait by the living room and I'll go get Stella". Rebecca said immediately walking away We all awkwardly sit on the couch. Rebecca's mum walks in with some drinks " Please help yourself". We all thank her as we take one for ourselves, immediately drinking it. She disappears into the kitchenMax leans in and whispers in my ears "Precious, are you sure about this?".I nod " Yea I can't just ignore her, and I'm curious".Rebecca comes back with a black curled hair little girl wearing a bow, I see a bandage on her middle finger."So, this is my sister Stella, Stella these are my schoolmate". The little girl doesn't say anything, she stares blu
*Somewhere not too far away* A woman puts something in a blender and turns it on. A little girl just stares at it watching it spin round and round curiously with a smile on her face. Mother steps away from the kitchen leaving the little girl with the blender. She stares, so many disturbing thoughts go through her mind "you know you want to touch it" a voice whispers in her ear. "you wonder what will happen if you put your finger inside, do it! ". The little girl gulped "what if it hurts?" she asked with her shaky little voice. "I promise it won't, you would never know until you try". The little girl grabs a chair and takes a seat on the counter next to the blender. She opens it, and all the things inside start splashing out, she slowly puts her finger inside the blender Her mum walks into the kitchen and sees the mess, she exclaims "Stella, look what you've -" her eyes caught her daughter holding her finger that has been severely damaged with the splash of blood all over
I got home and my house was quiet, too quiet. What's going on?. I slowly go up to my room "Tommy?" I gulp "are you here?" still, no answer. Something doesn't feel quite right. I hear coughing coming from my parents' room. I race there. I burst the door open, and to my surprise I see my Dad choking Tommy I scream "Dad stop it" I run to him to stop him, he pushes me against the wall, he walks towards me leaving Tommy on the floor. "you aren't supposed to see that" I scream as he reaches for me I wake up, I find myself on my bed. I try to catch my breath. What was that?. How did I get here? oh lord, Tommy. "Tommy!" I yell "what is it?" he answered, I felt so relieved. If I could hug him I would. "Precious, are you okay?". I let out a sigh "well I had this horrible dream that-wait" I noticed something, I don't remember going to bed. "Tommy, how did I get in bed?". "Well, Uhmmm, you see" he was hesitating, he was thinking of what to say, then what Blondie said to be pla
The priest gave me a rosary to wear to help protect me from demons It's just like my old one except this one isn't wooden I had to go to school, I didn't want to, but I was forced to, sometimes I wonder if parents know school doesn't magically stop your problems. The school was exactly the way you'd imagine it, horrible Some people just mocked me, while others just gave me new nicknames, they started calling me scream queen some called me Carrie white It did hurt me, definitely didBut what can I doI am the hoodie girl right...so I'm used to it. just this one is way worse I remember I once asked my mum when I was little why I am different from her, and why do people always assume she isn't my mum, she just smiles and tells me that they were just jealous because we were perfect and unique combo.Even in school, I remember the kids always called my family a weird mix When I told my mum she just told me they were jealous because we were the perfect family My mum went through a lo
"It's nice to see you again child," a really old priest said walking toward me "Uhmm, have we met before?" He smiles at me "Of course, but you were still a lot younger, I see that the evil spirits are still disturbing you child, lucky that Tommy here knows what he's doing" I gasp, no way "You-you can see Tommy?" I asked surprised "of course, there's a lot of things the Lord blessed my eyes to gaze upon" "Wow, that's great, but please father can you help me? I don't know what's going on with me, I've been having these weird nightmares and visions" he touches my forehead and shuts his eyes for a few seconds, he suddenly lets go of me "Just like I suspected, you're being haunted" "Haunted? how?" Tommy sighs at me, I need to hear the priest's opinion too "Ghosts can't possess you, but they can still haunt you, demons to be exact" Tommy gives me that I told you so look "But why would they do that?" "Uhmmm I think is the power you possess they're drawn to it" I remember Tommy men