posted on Nov, 21 2015 @ 02:11 PM
a reply to: Specimen
No, that's not what happened. I love my imagination. I have a fantastic one. This was not my imagination. I know how my imagination works--I'm an only
child and have had plenty of time to entertain myself with it. My imagination is not capable of producing what I experienced. It happened over the
course of several months--if not more. As a small child, I knew nothing of monsters and stuff like that. I never saw anything that would have made me
imagine what I saw. My parents were very protective of me and made sure that I was always happy. If you want to believe that it was because it makes
you feel better, then go right ahead. But you're wrong. Sorry. I know it's a messed up story. I understand that it's really weird and it sounds
totally like it could never happen--but it did. I don't know what else to tell you.
How could it be imagination if everything the demon predicted ended up coming true?
Like I said, had that not happened, I wouldn't be here right now putting myself out there and telling my story. I may be many things, but I am not a
liar and I am not so deluded that I cannot discern reality from imagination. Why in the world would I post this if it had even a small chance of being
my imagination? I would not. I am the type of person who avoids being embarrassed at all costs. This story--along with the mark I have on my arm--are
extremely embarrassing to me. I can hardly believe it happened, myself--even though I was there--so I understand why you and others must be having a
hard time believing me. I don't fault you for not believing me. But I'm really telling you the truth. This stuff is real. And I'm not the only one who
has been through it. I can guarantee that. So, maybe one day in the future when you hear someone else talking about something like this, you'll
remember what I said and then you'll see that I was right. But it's not so much about being right as it is about alerting ATS and the general public
about what happened. I think that it is important to get this information out there because it could very well help parents out there who might have
something weird going on with their child. I don't know. I just know that I made the right choice in posting this.
If I wanted to post one of my made-up stories, I have hundreds. But I don't share my writing on public forums. So rest assured, this story is real.
I wish that we could have a conversation face-to-face--instead of just on here like this. Because if you could see me telling this story, you would
believe me. That's a fact.
edit on 21-11-2015 by rukia because: (no reason given)