Date: 12/18/2017
By jaylawrence
In my dream I was in concepcion, at the old house of aunty king. There I saw a young child possessed by the devil, she is the son of a gangster. The child would scratch his body wildly until he turns into a beast speaking demon who catches every thought you make. I muttered in my brain that how lucky I am to be free from this affliction and she recited back what I said: I was told that the evil element was at the cellar, If you are not in bed and lay barefoot on the wooden slat flooring you can feel the evil presence. I was infuriated in seeing the devil preying on small children, i even entertain the thought of going to the cellar and fight him, but held back because if there's anyone who must do it it should be the father of the child, who apparently was even antagonistic of the idea and seemed to be irk on me, then came from the door a man in company with his entourage went inside the house and the evil presence on seeing him spill brown spoilage on the flooring. It looked to me as if he is submitting to the power of this man who looks like a pastor.