Personal Narrative: My Case In Columbus, Ohio

Tomorrow is my twenty-seventh birthday, and I am just getting home from working a case in Columbus, Ohio. My plane landed at the Southwest Florida International Airport in Fort Myers and as soon as we land, I start sensing this dark feeling inside of me. I’m not sure what it is, but I start getting nauseous and my head is pounding. I close my eyes until I hear the ding to remove my seatbelt. When I hear it, I open my eyes and I start to feel better. I get up and grab my suitcase from the overhead bin and wait to leave the plane. I leave the plane and go up the ramp, I start moving towards baggage claim to pick up my luggage. When I arrived at Baggage Claim, I feel the sensation in my eyes and see Caleb appear. He said, “Glad to be back. …show more content…
I put on my headphones and put on some meditation music. The music starts to play, and I shut my eyes and nod off once again. However, this time I dream of buying a new yellow lab mixed with a golden retriever puppy. This is my happy place. The dream comes to an end when my mom starts shaking me to wake me up. We’re finally at my apartment. I take off my headphone and put my phone back in my pocket. My mom and I get out of the car and head towards the trunk. She opens it and I grab my bags. She gives me a hug, kisses my cheek, put her hands on the side of my arms and says, “Get some sleep, Mijo, and I’ll call you tomorrow to see what you want to do for your …show more content…
I turn around, and there it is. I found the cause of the mess. I freeze; I feel the sensation in my eyes and see it. It’s about six feet tall, all black, but I can see all its body parts. It’s engulfed in a black haze-like fire and it isn’t producing any heat, but the room felt like the inside of a meat locker. The eyes were a bright red. I know exactly what it is. It’s a Demon. It starts laughing and it sounds so diabolical and evil. I get so scared, I drop the broom and dustpan and start screaming for Caleb’s help. The Demon continues laughing, but starts to speak, “He can’t help you now. You’re mine!” I can’t move. It feels like I’m trapped. The only thing I can do is start reciting the Exorcism Passage in Latin. I can see that the Demon doesn’t like that. However, before I can even finish the first sentence the Demon starts to laugh even harder and says, “You’re too late…YOU’RE MINE!” As he says the first part, he rushes at me and hits me with a powerful blow. He knocks me down causing me to hit my head on my counter. Before I black out from the blow, I see a bright flash of light and I start to relive my life over again. My name is Thomas Muerto, and I can communicate with the

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