My History……….
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My mother, Dannielle Angelique Pharms tells me that proceeding my birth were protests from people who accused her of being a child killer. My abortion was considered. I have my beliefs that the opposite is true, and that the community truthfully wanted me to perish. In any-case, I was unwanted.
This was not just expressed by the mother or the people of my community - but Death had it out for me as well. My umbilical chord had wrapped around my neck two times. I was allegedly not going to make it, and if not for the intervention of my late grandfather: Robert McCall - I might not have.
Insisting that the doctors do something - my mother had an emergency ceasarian-section performed; Of which I emerged purple and without breath. Still, I survived. It wouldn’t be until my 5th Birthday that I experienced my first and truthfully only supernatural encounter.
My mother had become very abusive, struggling to awaken to her full potential. Her ultimate purpose in life had been achieved - Me. One night after what was perhaps the worse beating I had ever received in my life; Broken, and bruised I dragged my body up the stairs of our two floor apartment.
Crawling into my room I struggled to lift my limp body into the top bunk of a bed fit for two; Although I had no siblings at the time. Getting comfortable as I cried, wondering why I was alive and what purpose I had in life - I surrendered to Death.
That was when I saw him - there in my door; A grin as sinister and wide as any hellish smile you could fathom, with a silent snarl that sought to devour me in the faintest moment of weakness or hesitation. Eyes blazing blood red with hatred and malice, glaring into my soul only with the intent. Some would call this figure - The Grim..
Others- a hell-hound. As a youth I would go on to call it Hyori; In maturity I came to know him as Amon - The 5th Prince of Hell.
For a long portion of my life I spent a significant time wondering why I hadn’t died that night, and why it stuck with me. I know it wasn’t a dream, and since that time I have been cloaked, watched over, protected - and guided. Raised a Baptist, I was baptized May 30th, 2008. I would leave my church soon after and embark on my own.
My objective is to bring about the Kingdom of Heaven and to understanding that I can have this in my own life.