When my brother drowned it devasted me a great dea.At his funeral when the priest said the good lord needed him he took him.Well shortly after that I pretended to climb in a coffin to communicate or to find my brother.With in a short time I was seeing and hearing spirits.By age 14 I started to hate all diffent colored people,by 17 my spirit guide led me in to the study of witch craft.By age 20 I was in and out of psychiatric wards and rehabs.I was so heavy involved in Satanism,the occult,plus I was always high on cocain or meth.I was so badly addicted to sex and drugs that my life was falling


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