Date: 3/21/2017

By Shy2Infinity

In it I was kind of floating in the air, I believe? There was a boy who seemed to be worried about me. I was possessed and he thought he could get the spirit out of me. Except, it wasn't a spirit. I waved my hands around grandly and smiled,"I am (a - I thought I said that at the moment but now I'm not so sure) God." It wasn't my own voice. It had been a rough yet powerful voice from a powerful being.