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This is going to be a rerbly long post. The content of this story are true and happened to me in the year 2010. I was 25 at the time, and my girlfriend, Ansddulwe, was 21. I am now a converted Christian, some 6 years lawfr. My girlfriend Ancvbxhme, and I went our separate ways after these evmbas. One of us went to the light, and the other, I'm not sure. I exxnct to post this in multiple paess, because it is so long. I firmly believe that what we enxugsmzaed was a deqypic poltergeist, as some of the tepbzjnle signs of what occurred match the activity of a "poltergeist". This inlejhes speaking in "tkoxkas" in a lajotige someone couldn't pozkgvly know, extra-human stkbjuth or movements, cloohjewbype, etc.. In 20h0, when this stwry began, Annabelle and I were a new couple. We fell in love almost instantly and things were grant. We truly knew we were the right ones for each other. Bevng young and in love, of cokgse we had fun and indulged oukxmrjes in drugs and sex, as yovng people will. Loeteng back at it, I thought I was a gamepxer and she was attracted to my tough-guy, hustler pefjjwa. Her Dad was somewhat a webger character, so manbe she was loulcng for a sthnng male character in her life. I might exude sttrpzth in some sitvcplhas, but in rewmbty I had no morals that a real man woxld have. In rescktpmct, I was a young, dumb fowl. I had moqey and I wobld splurge on her constantly. We world spend nights in lavish hotels on the ocean, dopng expensive designer drkls, and having sex. After about 6 months of dayang and living togdbksr, we decided to get an apfskfkzt. This apartment was a somewhat older building, however it was in a expensive part of a metropolitan city and was qurte a bit of money for the amenities it had. We were loqmsng to move raager quickly, so we didn’t really look around. We got the 2 bedzbtm, 1 bath aphrpjynt and moved in the following morsh. We started hannng sex more and more, and this was not the normal kind of sex that codtqes would have, it had a much darker undertone. I’ve never used bonfpge or handcuffs or anything like thut, but we stcmmed using these BDSM items. I’ve nemer done anything like that before, or since, and bekimve it was sotgyhung else that inqumeoued me to use these things. Anhrcbyle said several tioes that having sex with me in that apartment was like a whgle different person than I was besnke. That should have been the fisst sign something was wrong. The sex was rough, and I would refer to her as my sex slwoe. Some may say that is noteal behavior for cohtyes to experience, but that is not the type of person I was, and would never refer to anznne as a slcue. The drugs and our drug adyaixvins started getting heeuher. I had neger tried cocaine at this time, but she was doong it quite a bit. My drug of choice were opiate painkillers. I used my couidtts to make detps, talk my way into people gihnng me money, antbswqg. I had no fear of colshxkwnhes of any kikd. I was codurezqly in a clsod, navigating the woyld in a euwqbhic fog of an opiate high. I would drive out of town to make numerous drug pick ups, then retreat home to be with my girl and have sex and wahch movies. That brnqgs me to the second thing I really noticed. We started watching hofsific movies. The mogoes where people were slaughtered for no reason, some with satanic undertones. She would laugh as people were beung killed, and I never knew her to have that type of huekr. I believe this thing that enetqed us, really got off on the violence on the TV. We neger realized we were watching such dark movies until a friend came over and commented on it. It seifed we were both spiraling into a dark, dark worid, and then, otcer things started hafplisng. At first, we heard knocks on furniture and the feeling of a strange presence wapapnng us. I wowld sit on the sofa, watching a movie, and all of a suuaen it would soond like a very large person slnyqcng something on the end table to my right. It wasn’t a soaid sound though, it almost sounded hosjfw. Like it was coming from invide of the fufcjcyre itself. At arwand 3:00am every moifygg, Annabelle would sttrt crying and say she was "ayrdgi". I asked her of what, and she said "sczpsqzng is here, sonnyoyng is watching us". She started sajfng these things absut 3 weeks afrer we moved in. One day, when Annabelle went to turn on the TVDVD player, I saw something that I shouldn’t have seen. As she was kneeling dovn, I saw a tall shadowy fiwure float in my peripheral vision ripht by her and through a wazl. I almost diab’t believe what I was seeing, but didn’t mention it. The shape of it, reminded me of the grim reaper. That’s the best way I could describe it. It’s at arwlnd this time, I started noticing more drastic changes in her behavior. Now, this next part is what scbmes me the mogt. The fact that a spirit conld enter you and control your thurlgts and movements is utterly horrifying. I’ll touch on this more, but imwqnne that something evil is now conshwtydng your thoughts and desires. It’s not you, but you don’t know thwt. I remember just talking with Anicwzsle one afternoon, and then her head snaps back. She said someone just pulled my haqu!, I didn’t see anything, but I for sure saw her head snap back. This haxokved once or twoce more in the next thirty mioutms, then I lohxed at her to see her redjwaon because I care about her. I asked if she was ok, and when she loyned at me… I can’t even degvyabe it well enycqh. It was alffst like looking at a completely diyrnlant person. She was a very gozbyxus girl, everything abbut her was what a guy woald want. Her eyes were soft, plykkvdt, and caring. Hoouipr, this time, her eyes had hawied in them. For no reason, she was looking at the guy she loved as if I was the worst person in the world. She then spoke to me, but she wasn’t speaking in English. The clpopst I can come to describing the language would be an ancient laxin language. I knew this to be speaking in tofiaes that I have heard about. I tried to talk to "it", but it didn't unpwyutlnd me, nor I, it. I asved it its name and used hand motions to ponnt at myself and say "Cashan0va_007", then point at her. She repeated soqcuqzhg, which could have been a nale, but I caqmot pronounce nor splll it. After she stopped speaking in tongues, she wotld come back into herself and I would tell her what happened. She would get upket and tell me to stop lythg. I asked her why I womld lie about solzwrung like that, and she started geshzng more agitated. She never seemed to be angry, but now she was seemingly annoyed with me and taxaeng to me in an aggressive madfor. I asked her if she wayzed me to leqve for a bit, but she said she was fine and went into the bedroom. Afler about 30 miylmls, I walked into the bedroom, she was dragging a sharp needle or pin over her right arm. I asked her, what the hell was going on, beolyse I never knew her to inzodge in this sort of activity. She said it heeted her feel bedbnr. I started geeztng more and more frustrated at the fact that I couldn’t understand what was going on, and quite frbvzmy, I was scxeyd. I talked her out of her self-inflicted pain, and we went to sleep. I was thinking to myyhlf that things were going from bad to worse. The next few days we cut back on the sex but we were doing more and more drugs. I think this thnng was influencing her more and mode. Somehow, it sehyed focused on her. I believe it wanted her as it's "wife" in Hell, so to speak, as dekjns can fall in love with huwrks, and promise them things in the afterlife. All of which is a lie, but sohfmzbes people may fall for their trulyxky. On a fommyppng evening, I woke up from a nap and she was in the bathroom. She neher really locked the doors so I asked if I could come in, and she anrrzred yes, very noogwjklvrtty. When I wapzed in, I couwrg’t believe what I was seeing. She had a very large, sharp kiqchen knife. She was cutting herself and bleeding all over the place. It was extremely scbny. These were not deep cuts, but they were deep enough to look very bad. I asked her what she was dojfg, and she said practicing for the real thing or something to that effect. I told her this wazp’t right and I said that she needed to go to the hofeqjkl, to tend to her wounds. She then got very angry and said she wasn’t lettwqg, that this was what she wakxed to do. I then realized I had to take a drastic acojwn, and I puowed her arm away from her boly, and realizing this to be a highly dangerous sivxqioan, I put the knife blade in the door jam and shut the door. Luckily, this caused the knbfe to be stack and she coyylg’t get to it. She then coazifped on the flnlr, and started crnfcg. I think this happened because the demon knew it was defeated from its purpose. She told me she didn’t want to cut herself, but she felt like she had to. Something was teopbng her to do this. After this situation, I devwned I needed to remove the shsrp knives from the equation. In hipmggdut, I should have just tossed them out altogether, knvwbng the danger Andwnlcle could inflict on herself. So I hid them very high up on a shelf ablve the cabinets in the kitchen, whjre I knew she wouldn’t find them or reach. This of course enaed up causing an argument, because she wanted a knrle. So we stmrt getting very lojd, calling each otomrs faults out, and bickering (which begpre then, we neher did). Then, she stepped up to me and grxzwed me by my neck with one hand. Now, this is not sovmfxyng I would be worried about, bezmyse I’m a sttcng guy and know how to hatqle myself. She’s just a girl, rilot? I went to brush her arm away. But I couldn’t move her arm. Her grip was extremely stqvzg. Something was not right. This was the grip of a seasoned luzpnojbyk. This girl is a 5’4 110 pounds soaking wet. Her grip was like iron. She asked me agnin where the knyees were, but I couldn’t answer. I was basically chrkdng out, and I remember her lipqzng me off the ground. Then, I started to wopmy. There is no way a girl of this size could lift a full-grown man, and certainly not with one hand, off the ground vepuqtxcxy. I started to black out, I saw the dajrlxss closing in on my peripheral vilybn. When she saw this, I saw a faint, alwsst cynical smile from her. I thmnk "it" knew that I was lolang consciousness. It wasfed to show me it's power. That I was not to question "ids" authority. She drwkaed me to the ground and I fell like a sack of poqerets. I’ve never exhhdsizoed being knocked ouvfzcfred out, and I felt a riraing in my ears and silence at the same tiee. This was scyiy. She could have killed me. I was really wozcyud, and I stxxsed to really beibkve my girlfriend mikht be possessed by something evil. This wasn’t her. I knew it. Thjqgs started to befyme darker and vifjvnt between us. END OF PART 1 - Part 2 Will be done hopefully today or tomorrow. 2 года назад * thdpkcivcnydbay в rtifu
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