sguillen50
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Oct 26 '04
I didn't know where else to put this nothing really about witchcraft. Well this is how the story goes... I met this guy online since my bro is in the navy and so is he. So we started chatting and stuff. Well I had already been talking to him for about 6 months when he said he was gonna learn witchcraft. Well I have no problem with that but knowing how emotionally strained he was I told him it wouldn't be a good idea. Well he did it anyway and decided to "show" me that he could get "into" my head. Well one night while we were talking on the phone he starts asking me about the room I'm in. He asks if there is a table or desk to the left of me..(there was) He asked if there was some type of poster in front of me. (My bed was facing the closet and inside was a poster) He then asked if I had another table to the left of me with a black top and silver legs ( the table had a silver top and black legs). At that point I got a bit freaked out. At the time he was in Cali and I was in Texas. I never once told him how my room looked. He then started describing things on my body (scars, birth marks, etc.) All of a sudden I burst into tears. The type where you can hardly breath. I could hear him telling me it was ok. That he just put a suggestion "into" my head to be more open with my emotions. I cried for almost 10mins non-stop. I told him never to do it again.
sguillen50
posted October 26, 2004 01:25 PM
Continued...
Well of course he didnt listen to me. So a few weeks later he did it again. This time the experience was way worse. I was sitting down in the living room watching t.v. while he decided to get "into" my head again. I told him no and he said it would be fine. Again I started crying then I got extremely cold. I started to shiver so I got up and walked around. I sort of blacked out. It was a weird experiece it was like I was there but I wasn't. Next thing I know I've got a bottle of pine-sol in my hands and up to my mouth. I dropped it on the floor and started to laugh. I walked back and sat down on the couch and starting talking about how I was gonna die. He started to freak and said that there was something else "in" me. Needless to say I didnt talk to him much after that.
** Edit: Just combining your two posts into one -- they were written only minutes apart. -Kell
[ October 28, 2004, 07:13 AM: Message edited by: KellKell ]