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Chapter 16 The Real Battle Begins Filled with a new joy, as I went through the next few days I told many people that I was a born-again Christian. Rachael decided that we should go our separate ways because she wanted to date other people. My life had to go on with Jesus. One afternoon I was walking down Metropolitan Avenue, coming to the corner of McGraw. A cool fall breeze blew down the sidewalk, and blue skies shone overhead. As I walked along I bumped into an old buddy, Big John. I could see the excitement on his face as I approached him. “Hey, John, hey John!” he said as we slapped hands. “I have good news for you. I’ve been wanting to see you, man.” “What’s up, Big? What’s on your mind?” “I got this person who’s willing to pay you over $10,000 to hire your witchcraft powers. I told them you’re the best of the best.” I gave him a broad smile. “Big John, I have better news for you.” He grinned back. “So tell me.” “I’m a born-again Christian now,” I said. “I serve Jesus Christ.” Big’s face went blank and he went into shock. “No, John, no! You’re playing games with me. How could it be? I know you’re playing.” “No, I’m not. I’m being truthful with you.” “But it can’t be,” he said, shaking his head in disbelief. I glanced over his shoulder. “Hey, here comes my mother,” I said as I saw her walking down the sidewalk. “Ask her. She’ll tell you.” His voice cracking, Big turned to my mother. “Is it true John is a Christian?” “Absolutely, yes,” my mother said. Big John stared at me for a moment, saying nothing, and just turned and walked away, crushed by the news that I was no longer the devil worshipper he once knew. Sad to say, in my heart I thought he would be happy for me, but I guess not. Nighttime Visitations That night I went home and talked to God before getting ready for bed. It started like any other night. After turning off my bedside lamp, I tucked myself under the covers and fell asleep. A little after midnight I woke up with a start. What was it that had awakened me? Instantly I knew—an evil presence sat next to me on my bed. I braced myself to make sense of what was sitting
there. My room had turned ice-cold like a refrigerator, and a heavy presence hung over the room. The presence was so thick I could almost touch it. My stomach knotted, and every hair on my body stood on end. As I tried to pray, an invisible pair of hands grabbed me by the throat and locked me in a chokehold while I felt I was being lifted off the bed. I gasped for air and tried to fight the thing off me, but I couldn’t release myself. Unable to speak, I cried out to Jesus in my thoughts, “Help me, Jesus! Help me, Jesus! Help me!” Suddenly the hands gripping my throat released me, I dropped back onto the mattress, and everything in the room returned to normal. I barely got any sleep that night, knowing they could come back at any moment. The next day as I sat at the diner, waiting for my breakfast, I tried to make sense of everything that took place the night before. I opened up my Bible to the book of John and started to read about the life of Jesus to get spiritual strength. “Jesus, I pray that You have control over my life, and help me fight all these evil spirits that I have denounced and left behind to serve You. In Your precious name, amen.” I remembered the many stories I had heard in the occult about those who left the religion or betrayed it and then paid the ultimate price, and I guessed my number had come up. The witches and warlocks of espiritismo, Santeria, and Palo wanted me dead. The battle had just begun. That night as I went to bed, I hoped and prayed that what happened the night before would not repeat itself. Eventually I forced myself to sleep, and in the middle of the night the room went cold again as I became aware of a presence sitting on the opposite side of the bed. That presence decided to lie next to me—I knew I couldn’t even turn over because it was so real. The mattress sank down with the weight of the thing lying next to me. Paralyzed with fear, I knew I had to face it, not knowing the outcome of what the night would bring. This went on all night long for many nights in a row. Other nights, my bed would shake so hard it felt I was being raised off the floor. I wanted to scream aloud in the darkness, but my screams would not come out. The demons that were sent to torment me were trying to separate my body from my spirit. It felt as if they were trying to rip my soul out. Those nights were pure evil. I knew that the demons were sent every night to finish me off. To them I was a traitor, but to Jesus Christ, I became a son. I prayed my heart out for my Savior to rescue me from the dark night of my soul—the anguish and suffering and torment I thought would never stop. I learned to sleep during the day and pray at night, doing my best to pray, but I didn’t know how because I was a baby Christian and had not yet learned to defend myself spiritually against the onslaught of the demons. Insomnia is a terrible thing. Your body begs for sleep, but something from within steals it away—fear! That’s what had me awake, night after night, pulse racing, waiting for them to come for me, and come they did. After thirty days of hell, one night it all came to an end. It left me wondering and asking myself many questions. I asked God repeatedly why He had allowed demon spirits to torment me night after night. He never answered. Sometime later, I got a life-changing response. This time it was God talking. He said, “I wanted to see how much you loved Me.” Burying the Past As the days moved along, things got brighter and I looked forward to my water baptism—a
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OUT of the Devil’s Cauldron A Jou
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Contents Acknowledgments Prologue I
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Not only are you an outstanding and
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Introduction Mark of the Beast Shif
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Out of the seventeen initiates that
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Goodhearted by nature, I was a spir
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than a dollar apiece for each of us
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Chapter 2 The Burnt-Out Bronx Inste
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victorious Reapers celebrated, stan
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For my brothers and me, Halloween k
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street, I started fast-walking acro
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She promised the card reader we wou
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At another gathering one night, the
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A twinge of disappointment bit at m
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inch knife, and plunged it into my
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Chapter 5 Nightmare on Crotona Aven
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on the bleachers to watch the game.
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George avoided eye contact and kept
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Chapter 6 A Night of Voodoo The dev
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to teach them a lesson. Earlier tha
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the scene was electric, with a few
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Page 100 and 101: Epilogue There Is a New Life Waitin
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