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"demon infestation. the story of a parishioner"
6 years ago
"demon infestation. the story of a parishioner"
(sorry for bad translation)
“I was advised to turn to a grandfather who conjured and "helped", as I explained. My bowel ached, but the doctors found nothing but a lot of mucus in it. I came to my grandfather once a week, brought a bottle of vodka and a pack of oil, over which he whispered something. Then poured a hundred and fifty grams, I drank them and a spoonful of butter snack, then lay down on the cot and rested, because drunk. Grandfather and grandmother drank the remaining vodka. One day the grandmother was not, and the grandfather the remaining vodka, drank one. Grandma, coming home, found that deprived and very angry therefore. She poured water into a glass, whispered over it for a long time, then came to me, lying on the cot, holding out a glass, ordered a drink, which I did. A malevolent smile lit up the old woman's face “ " Well, you'll remember me for a long time now”
When I got home I felt really bad, my stomach hurt, something was moving, and suddenly, against my will, I started barking, And quite loudly. Neighbors called and politely asked “Did you buy a dog?"I was horrified. Someone suggested to go to Pechory to father Adrian. It was only there that I realized what had happened to me”
http://www.logoslovo.ru/forum/all/topic_7919_8/
(sorry for bad translation)
“I was advised to turn to a grandfather who conjured and "helped", as I explained. My bowel ached, but the doctors found nothing but a lot of mucus in it. I came to my grandfather once a week, brought a bottle of vodka and a pack of oil, over which he whispered something. Then poured a hundred and fifty grams, I drank them and a spoonful of butter snack, then lay down on the cot and rested, because drunk. Grandfather and grandmother drank the remaining vodka. One day the grandmother was not, and the grandfather the remaining vodka, drank one. Grandma, coming home, found that deprived and very angry therefore. She poured water into a glass, whispered over it for a long time, then came to me, lying on the cot, holding out a glass, ordered a drink, which I did. A malevolent smile lit up the old woman's face “ " Well, you'll remember me for a long time now”
When I got home I felt really bad, my stomach hurt, something was moving, and suddenly, against my will, I started barking, And quite loudly. Neighbors called and politely asked “Did you buy a dog?"I was horrified. Someone suggested to go to Pechory to father Adrian. It was only there that I realized what had happened to me”
http://www.logoslovo.ru/forum/all/topic_7919_8/
