How would you feel if you found out that your lost son is alive? What would you do if you know the child you thought you had lost is alive but he is possessed by a high class demon who threatens to kill everyone in the world? Would you abandon the child you never got to meet and do what’s right or would you sacrifice the world for Him? As a father it’s your job to protect your children so I guess I’m not wrong if I sacrifice the world to save my son. What would you do?
Let’s get on with today’s devastating confession
A FLOWER BLOOMED ALREADY WILTING.
BEGINNING ITS LIFE WITH AN EARLY ENDING
L. J. GONZALEZ
I am at the hospital with Victoria, she thinks she is pregnant and for the fact that we have had two kids already makes me not doubt her judgement. We sit at the reception waiting patiently for the doctor to call us in&md
So this cunt think it wise to show me things I choose to forget, things I don’t like to remember. Here I am thinking I have overcame the guilt of being the reason for their death—No I have but this is different. I need to save my sonLet’s beginGUILT DOES NOT CHANGE THE PASTGUILT DOES NOT MAKE THE FUTURE BETTERGUILT DOES NOT HELP OTHERS OR OURSELVESGUILT BLINDS US FROM THE ABILITY TO CHANGE, GROW AND IMPROVEIT’S TIME TO LET GO OF GUILTJESSICA ORTNERI slowly get up my feet to face him, breathing slowly to steady my breath, I ask“What’s the point in showing me all that?”“The point is for you to believe me Daddy”“You are not my son!” I yell “I know what you are trying to do and it will not
I can’t stop wondering maybe all of this could have gone differently. But then I ask myself why didn’t it go differently? Is this some test that I have to pass? Or some form of punishment from Him? He maybe be able to sacrifice His son for humanity and since I couldn’t let go of mine, does that make me a bad person? So many questions but no one to answer themLet’s get this nonsense startedFOR ME, NO IDEOLOGICAL OR POLITICAL CONVICTION WOULD JUSTIFY THE SACRIFICE OF A HUMAN LIFE. FOR ME, THE VALUE OF LIFE IS ABSOLUTE, WITH NO CONCESSIONS. IT’S NOT NEGOTIABLE EDGAR RAMIREZI hear birds tweeting and the wind rushing graciously as it brushes gently on my skin. I slowly open my eyes, feeling a bit dazed. I groan as I find myself lying in a field with wonderful trees and grass. I groan as I sit up and scan the whole area in utter confusion. I don’t know where I am or how I got here and I feel this unbearab
I’m still dead if you are wondering. I can’t really do what he wants me to do and I know you also feel the same I do but fear not! For I have a great plan that will surely work He will be forced to let me go Let’s get started, shall we? HE WHO PASSIVELY ACCEPTS EVIL IS AS MUCH INVOLVED IN IT AS HE WHO HELPS TO PERPETRATE IT MARTIN LUTHER KING JR. With a glass of wine in his hand, he draw a pentagon with his blood and starts chatting some words quietly. He groans before taking a sip from his glass when he is done and the pentagon lights up. The room gets chilly and is immediately covered in bright red light, a light reaches from under the earth, stretching out as if to grab ho
How are you doing? Did you think I wouldn’t resurrect the second time? I think God loves me, hehe. Anyways I came back to life but someone wants to make sure I don’t come back the same or even better. Anyways, let’s see how it goes THEREFORE WE DO NOT LOSE HEART THOUGH OUTWARDLY WE ARE WASTING AWAY, YET INWARDLY WE ARE BEING RENEWED DAY BY DAY. FOR OUR LIGHT AND MOMENTARY TROUBLES ARE ACHIEVING FOR US AN ETERNAL GLORY THAT FAR OUTWEIGHS THEM ALL. SO WE FIX OUR EYES NOT ON WHAT IS SEEN, BUT ON WHAT IS UNSEEN, SINCE WHAT IS SEEN IS TEMPORARY, BUT WHAT IS UNSEEN IS ETERNAL 2 CORINTHIANS 4:16-18
My Confession is nearing to the end. I’m really happy you stayed with me through out my boring Confessions, thank you. So Jessica is back, that was unexpected. Who knows the kind of trouble she will gift us this time. Everyone is now aware of my deal with Michael, let’s see how they will react Let’s begin, shall we? TO THE LAST, I GRAPPLE WITH THEE; FROM HELL’S HEART, I STAB AT THEE; FOR HATE’S SAJE, I SPIT MY LAST BREATH AT THEE HERMAN MELVILLE I told everyone Jayden is my son and no one wants to say anything, they are all silent—it’s a lot to take in I know but this tension isn’t good at all. I look at Haley and she can’t even look back at me. I don’t know what to say to her “How did he survive but Victor
I’m happy to say this is the end of my confession. With this, I hope you know the life of an Exorcist is not so friendly and super like most would think. For the person reading this, if you’ve been with me since I started this boring tale, thank you If you haven’t, well, you’ve missed out in an amazing adventure. If you are reading this then that means you’ve been with me so never mind this old man. Anyways, you no longer have to read an old man’s rants about how he came back to life against his will—truth be told it’s been awesome. Most would be happy to come back to life but I’m not most, although, with time I learned to appreciate the gift—I’m glad I got this chance Jessica is no more. To think she came back to life as a vampire—now I know vampires are real too. It’s a crazy world, hehe I’m Mason Woods, a motherfucking Exorcist and this is my last confession
I wake up in front of a massive golden gate shinning as bright as the sun, if not brighter. I sluggishly get up and place my hand on the gate as I feel its warmth grace my skin. It feels good and gentle on my skin. I step back as I hear its iron creak and the gate slowly opening. A bright light from inside shines and I shield my eyes from it with my hand. I squint my eyes as I see a winged figure approaching me. It stops a few feet in front of me, its appearance still hidden with the light coming from it“Hello Mason Woods” I hear it say. It’s voice sounds masculine and gentleI come close but not close enough, something prevents me from seeing his face“Who are you?” I shakily ask“Oh, my bad” he said and his face becomes visible, the light dims “It’s me Michael. Nice to see you again, Mason”“Oh” I sigh “To be honest, it’s not nice to s
Thank you so much for reading till the end! This really means a great deal to me. To those who have been with me since 50 reads, I have not forgotten you and I'm incredibly grateful to your support in the first three months of me writing Confessions Of An Exorcist back in 2020Readers from 50-1k reads of COE, thank you for the support and advice. And to my editor, Jayden and Chijioke, thank you for working on this with me. I'm eternally gratefulIt's been a great joy working on COE and if left for me, I wouldn't wanna end it but as sad as it may be, everything has an end.THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT
Thank you so much for reading till the end! This really means a great deal to me. To those who have been with me since 50 reads, I have not forgotten you and I'm incredibly grateful to your support in the first three months of me writing Confessions Of An Exorcist back in 2020Readers from 50-1k reads of COE, thank you for the support and advice. And to my editor, Jayden and Chijioke, thank you for working on this with me. I'm eternally gratefulIt's been a great joy working on COE and if left for me, I wouldn't wanna end it but as sad as it may be, everything has an end.THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT
I wake up in front of a massive golden gate shinning as bright as the sun, if not brighter. I sluggishly get up and place my hand on the gate as I feel its warmth grace my skin. It feels good and gentle on my skin. I step back as I hear its iron creak and the gate slowly opening. A bright light from inside shines and I shield my eyes from it with my hand. I squint my eyes as I see a winged figure approaching me. It stops a few feet in front of me, its appearance still hidden with the light coming from it“Hello Mason Woods” I hear it say. It’s voice sounds masculine and gentleI come close but not close enough, something prevents me from seeing his face“Who are you?” I shakily ask“Oh, my bad” he said and his face becomes visible, the light dims “It’s me Michael. Nice to see you again, Mason”“Oh” I sigh “To be honest, it’s not nice to s
I’m happy to say this is the end of my confession. With this, I hope you know the life of an Exorcist is not so friendly and super like most would think. For the person reading this, if you’ve been with me since I started this boring tale, thank you If you haven’t, well, you’ve missed out in an amazing adventure. If you are reading this then that means you’ve been with me so never mind this old man. Anyways, you no longer have to read an old man’s rants about how he came back to life against his will—truth be told it’s been awesome. Most would be happy to come back to life but I’m not most, although, with time I learned to appreciate the gift—I’m glad I got this chance Jessica is no more. To think she came back to life as a vampire—now I know vampires are real too. It’s a crazy world, hehe I’m Mason Woods, a motherfucking Exorcist and this is my last confession
My Confession is nearing to the end. I’m really happy you stayed with me through out my boring Confessions, thank you. So Jessica is back, that was unexpected. Who knows the kind of trouble she will gift us this time. Everyone is now aware of my deal with Michael, let’s see how they will react Let’s begin, shall we? TO THE LAST, I GRAPPLE WITH THEE; FROM HELL’S HEART, I STAB AT THEE; FOR HATE’S SAJE, I SPIT MY LAST BREATH AT THEE HERMAN MELVILLE I told everyone Jayden is my son and no one wants to say anything, they are all silent—it’s a lot to take in I know but this tension isn’t good at all. I look at Haley and she can’t even look back at me. I don’t know what to say to her “How did he survive but Victor
How are you doing? Did you think I wouldn’t resurrect the second time? I think God loves me, hehe. Anyways I came back to life but someone wants to make sure I don’t come back the same or even better. Anyways, let’s see how it goes THEREFORE WE DO NOT LOSE HEART THOUGH OUTWARDLY WE ARE WASTING AWAY, YET INWARDLY WE ARE BEING RENEWED DAY BY DAY. FOR OUR LIGHT AND MOMENTARY TROUBLES ARE ACHIEVING FOR US AN ETERNAL GLORY THAT FAR OUTWEIGHS THEM ALL. SO WE FIX OUR EYES NOT ON WHAT IS SEEN, BUT ON WHAT IS UNSEEN, SINCE WHAT IS SEEN IS TEMPORARY, BUT WHAT IS UNSEEN IS ETERNAL 2 CORINTHIANS 4:16-18
I’m still dead if you are wondering. I can’t really do what he wants me to do and I know you also feel the same I do but fear not! For I have a great plan that will surely work He will be forced to let me go Let’s get started, shall we? HE WHO PASSIVELY ACCEPTS EVIL IS AS MUCH INVOLVED IN IT AS HE WHO HELPS TO PERPETRATE IT MARTIN LUTHER KING JR. With a glass of wine in his hand, he draw a pentagon with his blood and starts chatting some words quietly. He groans before taking a sip from his glass when he is done and the pentagon lights up. The room gets chilly and is immediately covered in bright red light, a light reaches from under the earth, stretching out as if to grab ho
I can’t stop wondering maybe all of this could have gone differently. But then I ask myself why didn’t it go differently? Is this some test that I have to pass? Or some form of punishment from Him? He maybe be able to sacrifice His son for humanity and since I couldn’t let go of mine, does that make me a bad person? So many questions but no one to answer themLet’s get this nonsense startedFOR ME, NO IDEOLOGICAL OR POLITICAL CONVICTION WOULD JUSTIFY THE SACRIFICE OF A HUMAN LIFE. FOR ME, THE VALUE OF LIFE IS ABSOLUTE, WITH NO CONCESSIONS. IT’S NOT NEGOTIABLE EDGAR RAMIREZI hear birds tweeting and the wind rushing graciously as it brushes gently on my skin. I slowly open my eyes, feeling a bit dazed. I groan as I find myself lying in a field with wonderful trees and grass. I groan as I sit up and scan the whole area in utter confusion. I don’t know where I am or how I got here and I feel this unbearab
So this cunt think it wise to show me things I choose to forget, things I don’t like to remember. Here I am thinking I have overcame the guilt of being the reason for their death—No I have but this is different. I need to save my sonLet’s beginGUILT DOES NOT CHANGE THE PASTGUILT DOES NOT MAKE THE FUTURE BETTERGUILT DOES NOT HELP OTHERS OR OURSELVESGUILT BLINDS US FROM THE ABILITY TO CHANGE, GROW AND IMPROVEIT’S TIME TO LET GO OF GUILTJESSICA ORTNERI slowly get up my feet to face him, breathing slowly to steady my breath, I ask“What’s the point in showing me all that?”“The point is for you to believe me Daddy”“You are not my son!” I yell “I know what you are trying to do and it will not
How would you feel if you found out that your lost son is alive? What would you do if you know the child you thought you had lost is alive but he is possessed by a high class demon who threatens to kill everyone in the world? Would you abandon the child you never got to meet and do what’s right or would you sacrifice the world for Him? As a father it’s your job to protect your children so I guess I’m not wrong if I sacrifice the world to save my son. What would you do?Let’s get on with today’s devastating confessionA FLOWER BLOOMED ALREADY WILTING.BEGINNING ITS LIFE WITH AN EARLY ENDINGL. J. GONZALEZI am at the hospital with Victoria, she thinks she is pregnant and for the fact that we have had two kids already makes me not doubt her judgement. We sit at the reception waiting patiently for the doctor to call us in&md