Todos os capítulos de Confessions Of An Exorcist: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

I guess what they say about your most embarrassing moments sticking on you like glue is true. I can't seem to stop myself from thinking about the day a seven year old tossed me around. This is bad you know. I hope it doesn't become a routine.  Ever been in a situation where you know you gotta do something but you don't do it because you are afraid you are not gonna do it right or be good at it and even though everyone is telling you that you will do great, for some reason you cant trust yourself or believe in yourself? This is me right now.  Anyway I'm about to make a big decision, so let's get on with this. POSSESSION AND EXORCISM IS SOMETHING THAT'S IN EVERY RELIGION AND CULTURE. IT'S A REAL PRIMAL FEAR: IS THE BODY A VESSEL FOR OUR SPIRITS? WHAT HAPPENS IF SOMETHING ELSE TAKES OVER IT? WHERE DOES THE SPIRIT GO? — ELI ROTH After spending two days in the care of Father F

Hello there. This world is not fair, right? Someone brought me back to life without giving me a grand welcome back but someone who wakes up from coma gets to have lightning strikes and thunder roars. How fair is that? I hate this. I hate this so much.   “THE ARCH-ANGEL MICHAEL SAID TO HER, ‘WHERE HAVE YOU COME FROM AND WHERE ARE YOU GOING?’ THE ABOMINABLE ONE ANSWERED AND SAID, ‘I AM GOING OFF TO A HOUSE AND, ENTERING IT LIKE A SNAKE, LIKE A DRAGON, OR LIKE SOME REPTILE, I WILL DESTROY THE ANIMALS.  I AM GOING TO STRIKE DOWN WOMEN; I WILL MAKE THEIR HEARTS ACHE, I WILL DRY UP THEIR MILK..  I WILL STRANGLE THEIR CHILDREN,  OR I WILL LET THEM LIVE FOR A WHILE AND THEN KILL THEM”   I am asleep when someone knocks on my door. I ignore the knock and try to keep on sleeping but the more I pretend not to hear it, the louder it becomes. I can’t pretend anymore because I am awake

  Death. The very concept of it is unsettling. The very finality of it. No one knows when it’s gonna happen, that’s why you need to live the best out of your life before it happens. A friend or lover today might turn up dead tomorrow yet we tend to lose sight of this and act like it’s all about us when a disagreement arises. Then we start waiting on who’s gonna apologize first which might end up not happening cause life is a truck load of horse poop . So what’s the point of the memories if you never got the chance to make up? It turns into a pile of regret. Diving into a pool full of horse shit is way better than having memories of someone you never made up with. Life is a fucking whore, but it never gives you a good fuck. Anyways, let’s begin today’s confession.   LIFE IS HARD THEN YOU DIE THEN THEY THROW DIRT IN YOUR FACE  THEN THE WORMS EAT YOU BE GRATEFUL IT HAPPENS IN THAT ORDER  

Hospitals.... Ugh... I bet no one loves it here. This is by far the worst place anyone could be in— whether you are visiting or staying because of one reason or another, this place will definitely give you the creeps. But all in all, hospital puddings are the best. That shit unlocks all your taste buds and that’s the only thing that makes staying in this hell hole worth it.So instead of celebrating my victory over Gyllou I am stuck here feeling nauseous maybe that’s from too much pudding. Let’s kick of today’s confession, shall we?   IN A HOSPITAL THEY THROW YOU OUT INTO THE STREET BEFORE YOU ARE HALF CURED, BUT IN A NURSING HOME THEY DON’T LET YOU OUT TILL YOU ARE DEADGEORGE BERNARD SHAW   28-OCTOBER-2019Halloween in the Woods family has been a day we let our monsters run wild. Dad t

This so called demons don’t want me to take a breather. I can’t even enjoy my best festive season. From fighting Gyllou to trying to save the town from impending doom —again. This is tiresome. Let’s get on with this, shall we?     THIS IS THE WAY THE WORLD ENDS; NOT WITH A BANG OR WHIMPER, BUT WITH ZOMBIES BREAKING DOWN THE BACK DOOR ➔ AMANDA HOCKING, HOLLOWLAND       When everyone is sleeping with their loved ones, one crazy ass person stands alone in the middle of the night at the cemetery about to raise the dead. Jessica stands at the centre of the cemetery holding a dirty scroll and bottle she got from Abaddon    She uncork the bottle and let’s out a drop of blood that is in the bottle and starts chanting the words written on the scroll   “O you souls, greatly majesti