"..the age of 8 is when one is considered
to be mature enough to chose your fate..
And that is the age Satan chooses
to offer you a deal.."
to be mature enough to chose your fate..
And that is the age Satan chooses
to offer you a deal.."
Apparently at the age of 8 is when "God" thinks you are old enough to make your own decisions and this is the age where Satan decides to come to you because you are so gullible at this age. This is my story about what happened when I was 8, I used to live in Cabramatta in one of them townhouses. Well one night I was sleeping in bed and had a terrible nightmare to which I can't remember, all I know is I ran into my mum's bed and slept there. When I woke up I saw something at the end of my bed. I peeked over the covers and I noticed it was the back of someones head, it had short black wild hair. As I looked at it I got an uneasy feeling...at the end of my mum's bed there was a wardrobe with a mirror on it, this is the first time I've noticed. I looked at the mirror and I saw his face. He looked at me, his eyes stayed dead still, not a single ounce of emotion in his face. Naturally I got scared and hid under the blankets tugging on my mum's shirt, she woke up and asked "What's wrong?" I told her there was a man at the end of the bed, She took a look and saw no one there. I looked over the covers again and he was gone..to this very day I remember it clearly, I remember his face and his face. Who was it? I don't know..
But since that day I've become quite interested in demons and devils and other fairytale creatures like every other kid just...more on the grotesque side.
"Hey Dad?..Dad?..Whatever"
Last year I went to Cambodia for some family holiday thing which by the way...sucked. Anyways what happened at one of the hotels has stayed with me for quite awhile and I thought I feel like writing about it so YAY! Well, I was staying at one of the hotels in the country side, so you'd expect a not so comfy place, I didn't care. Me and my dad booked in one room and my mum and my lil sister and lil brother got another because they only had 2 beds. My room was directly opposite to my mums just so it would be easier to get things from her bag if I needed it. One night my mum and dad took my lil sis and bro out to each and stuff and being me I didn't want to go as usual, I hated being there so I really couldn't be fucked with anything they did. I was in the room watching tv and txting a friend of mine all night, I got bored of watching the tele so I layed in bed and kept txting my friend. I was in bed with my back facing the door and the lights all turned off. After an hour or so, I heard the doorknob rattle and I heard a key slide in, It was my dad. "Hey Dad?..Dad?...Whatever" I said getting no response from him, I assumed he had a good night cause he went straight to bed. During that night as I kept txting my mate, I heard him get up several times, open the fridge and open a can or go to the bathroom. Taking no noticed I sent a sms to my mate saying "fuck my dads like up all night...he cant go sleep, its so fucking annoying". Eventually I fell asleep after talking to my mate for quite a fair bit.
I woke up and looked around my room and noticed my dad wasn't in bed, I guessed he must of woken up early and went down to a restuarant and got something to eat for breakfast. I decided to go get something to eat also so I took a shower and got dressed and went into my mums hotel room. As I walked in I saw my dad sleeping heavily on one of the beds and my lil sis and bro sleeping on another. "Uh...what the fucks he doing here? Jeez if he wanted to sleep more he could've stayed in our room", my mum looked at me and replied "Yeah, he drank heaps last night and passed out here". "What..? No he wasn't he was sleeping in our room", my mum looked at me weird, "No. He was sleeping here all night I had to keep an eye incase he vommited plus the keys to the room is ontop of your tv". Eyes wide I ran into my hotel room and checked the ontop of the tv, shes right, the keys were there. I opened my fridge and noticed all the cans were open but they were all full. Woah what the fuck I thought. I walked into the bathroom and noticed there was no light bulbs...so all that time Ive seen the bathroom light go on and off but there was no lightbulb. Freaked out I went to my mum and told her what happened, she was suprised and replied "Funny, for some weird reason I could smell blood all night". A few hours later as we were walking down to grab food my mum had a nice chat with the hotel owner.
Apparently,
This hotel was used as a prison for the Khmer Rogue and alot of people have died here.
But since that day I've become quite interested in demons and devils and other fairytale creatures like every other kid just...more on the grotesque side.
"Hey Dad?..Dad?..Whatever"
Last year I went to Cambodia for some family holiday thing which by the way...sucked. Anyways what happened at one of the hotels has stayed with me for quite awhile and I thought I feel like writing about it so YAY! Well, I was staying at one of the hotels in the country side, so you'd expect a not so comfy place, I didn't care. Me and my dad booked in one room and my mum and my lil sister and lil brother got another because they only had 2 beds. My room was directly opposite to my mums just so it would be easier to get things from her bag if I needed it. One night my mum and dad took my lil sis and bro out to each and stuff and being me I didn't want to go as usual, I hated being there so I really couldn't be fucked with anything they did. I was in the room watching tv and txting a friend of mine all night, I got bored of watching the tele so I layed in bed and kept txting my friend. I was in bed with my back facing the door and the lights all turned off. After an hour or so, I heard the doorknob rattle and I heard a key slide in, It was my dad. "Hey Dad?..Dad?...Whatever" I said getting no response from him, I assumed he had a good night cause he went straight to bed. During that night as I kept txting my mate, I heard him get up several times, open the fridge and open a can or go to the bathroom. Taking no noticed I sent a sms to my mate saying "fuck my dads like up all night...he cant go sleep, its so fucking annoying". Eventually I fell asleep after talking to my mate for quite a fair bit.
I woke up and looked around my room and noticed my dad wasn't in bed, I guessed he must of woken up early and went down to a restuarant and got something to eat for breakfast. I decided to go get something to eat also so I took a shower and got dressed and went into my mums hotel room. As I walked in I saw my dad sleeping heavily on one of the beds and my lil sis and bro sleeping on another. "Uh...what the fucks he doing here? Jeez if he wanted to sleep more he could've stayed in our room", my mum looked at me and replied "Yeah, he drank heaps last night and passed out here". "What..? No he wasn't he was sleeping in our room", my mum looked at me weird, "No. He was sleeping here all night I had to keep an eye incase he vommited plus the keys to the room is ontop of your tv". Eyes wide I ran into my hotel room and checked the ontop of the tv, shes right, the keys were there. I opened my fridge and noticed all the cans were open but they were all full. Woah what the fuck I thought. I walked into the bathroom and noticed there was no light bulbs...so all that time Ive seen the bathroom light go on and off but there was no lightbulb. Freaked out I went to my mum and told her what happened, she was suprised and replied "Funny, for some weird reason I could smell blood all night". A few hours later as we were walking down to grab food my mum had a nice chat with the hotel owner.
Apparently,
This hotel was used as a prison for the Khmer Rogue and alot of people have died here.
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