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BLACK SHADOW
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BLACK SHADOW
(sorry for bad translation)
"MY NAME IS TATIANA, I WANT TO TELL YOU A STORY. I was 20. All my girl friends had a hobby or some Hobbies. I also did not lag behind: I was keen on divination on Tarot cards. I thought I had learned to feel them, to read them, to understand them. I liked to predict the future state of things: it is friendship, and work, and, of course, the relationship with the opposite sex.
I lived in a large, spacious room. At night it was bright, as it was illuminated by a huge spotlight from the street. And then one night IT started... as soon As I closed my eyes, I SUDDENLY STARTED to FLY SOME SHADE. IT WAS SO SCARY. I opened my eyes and saw that the room was empty and there was no one. But as soon as I closed my eyes, the horror was repeated again and again. The shadows seemed to fly over his face, because there was a breath of air. I got up, turned on the light, reassured myself that everything was fine, went to bed, and it all started again. Three or four nights almost drove me crazy. About any prayer on a dream coming I then did not know and did not want to hear. I didn't tell anyone about it, afraid they'd think I was crazy.
And now, if someone told me to read "OUR FATHER" and "LORD have MERCY!".
I read and fell asleep, and then I woke up and read again. I knew that the shadows do not disappear, they are in the room, BUT I FELT the PROTECTION FROM THEM. His heart began to beat more evenly, his breathing calmed down. Once again, going to bed, I asked aloud: "What is IT? How long is THIS going to last?»
And so I dream: I go to my room, lit by a spotlight, and in the room the ENTIRE CEILING IN BLACK SHADOW WITH a TERRIBLE PERSONS. And in the corner on the bedside table sits a naked baby in a Lotus position, and his face — a very terrible and experienced evil creatures. He was 45 years old. I ask him: "who do you belong to?"His gaze is eerie, as if he is seducing something. And he says: "I am thine, YOURS!"I have to look away: TERRIBLY! The shadows are moving. I turn to them: "You whose, where?"They laugh, whisper and say: "WE are YOURS, WE are HERE," AND pointing AT the DECK of CARDS ON the NIGHTSTAND...
CARDS I BURNED IN THE MORNING. I fasted, confessed and took communion then for the first time in my life, as it should be. It was deliberate...
Cards, fortune-tellers, psychics, programs about clairvoyance — all now associate with the horror that I experienced that night...
Good people, live with God, with prayer! Run from evil!
NEVER GUESS ON THE CARDS!"
(sorry for bad translation)
"MY NAME IS TATIANA, I WANT TO TELL YOU A STORY. I was 20. All my girl friends had a hobby or some Hobbies. I also did not lag behind: I was keen on divination on Tarot cards. I thought I had learned to feel them, to read them, to understand them. I liked to predict the future state of things: it is friendship, and work, and, of course, the relationship with the opposite sex.
I lived in a large, spacious room. At night it was bright, as it was illuminated by a huge spotlight from the street. And then one night IT started... as soon As I closed my eyes, I SUDDENLY STARTED to FLY SOME SHADE. IT WAS SO SCARY. I opened my eyes and saw that the room was empty and there was no one. But as soon as I closed my eyes, the horror was repeated again and again. The shadows seemed to fly over his face, because there was a breath of air. I got up, turned on the light, reassured myself that everything was fine, went to bed, and it all started again. Three or four nights almost drove me crazy. About any prayer on a dream coming I then did not know and did not want to hear. I didn't tell anyone about it, afraid they'd think I was crazy.
And now, if someone told me to read "OUR FATHER" and "LORD have MERCY!".
I read and fell asleep, and then I woke up and read again. I knew that the shadows do not disappear, they are in the room, BUT I FELT the PROTECTION FROM THEM. His heart began to beat more evenly, his breathing calmed down. Once again, going to bed, I asked aloud: "What is IT? How long is THIS going to last?»
And so I dream: I go to my room, lit by a spotlight, and in the room the ENTIRE CEILING IN BLACK SHADOW WITH a TERRIBLE PERSONS. And in the corner on the bedside table sits a naked baby in a Lotus position, and his face — a very terrible and experienced evil creatures. He was 45 years old. I ask him: "who do you belong to?"His gaze is eerie, as if he is seducing something. And he says: "I am thine, YOURS!"I have to look away: TERRIBLY! The shadows are moving. I turn to them: "You whose, where?"They laugh, whisper and say: "WE are YOURS, WE are HERE," AND pointing AT the DECK of CARDS ON the NIGHTSTAND...
CARDS I BURNED IN THE MORNING. I fasted, confessed and took communion then for the first time in my life, as it should be. It was deliberate...
Cards, fortune-tellers, psychics, programs about clairvoyance — all now associate with the horror that I experienced that night...
Good people, live with God, with prayer! Run from evil!
NEVER GUESS ON THE CARDS!"
