INSOMNIO - #17 - 🔴 CRUENTOS DEMONIOS 🔴 INSOMNIO PARANORMAL
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A grimorre ancient,
13 veas negras,
a cordero as a frenda
and a alma
disposed to negotiate.
One of the seven princes
of the Inferno
I,
heard my plegarias.
Belsébu
was present in that
of that
his own
and I was
I'm
I'm,
I need
no,
I need a
Fortuna,
a power,
a large life
long
life,
but
principally
the
the love
of the
woman
that's
me
had
never a
man
he was
indifference
even
even I
feltia
that's
he
he said,
he
opened
his
his
his
he
said,
obtain
you
do you
want
to
change
of
your
life
the
he's
perplex
and
I
I'm
I
I
But I don't have
children.
Belcebu?
With a voice
burlona,
replied,
no,
but you'll
you'll
you'll
come to
your primogenito
I'll
but he
but
if this
trato
you're
to be
the most
oscuro
tormentos
you and
seven
generations
futuers
will
have interminable
journeys
of
and terrorificas
nights of insomnia.
Hello, PEPO.
I want to share
with you a experience
that changed my
form of
the phenomena
over-naturales.
One day,
navigating for internet,
me toped with
a curious book
in format
PDF,
San Cyprian.
In his
pages,
it's detail
how invocar
both angels
and demons.
A
a
past of having
had been
incontents
paranormals
previous,
I'm
kept a sceptic
about
of such
of the
practices.
But,
however,
the
curiosity,
me
led to
try to
an
invocation.
My
first
intents
were
to Lucifer,
Lilit
and Belcebu
not
did their
results.
Every
effort
was in
a
vacio
of a
absence. The days
passed
and my
intentos
failed
were in
but a
madrugated
approximately
at 5.45
I was
I wasperted
abruptly
a bruntary
a paralice
of the
dream
me impeded
to move
me
even
even
I could
open the
eyes
and then
I observed
my
entorn
a
a sentiment
of
desperation
commens
to
surgire
my
My pecho,
I was
pressionated
and in my
camera,
I felt
a
piece
invisible,
like if
someone
had
had been
on
she
a strange
garra
a
like a
up
a
uny
cut
a
recorrio
my
man.
My
vision
lateral
captured
a
dark
and
emerging
form
some
some
corns
retors
and
those
eyes
rogous
intense.
This
be seen,
and
me,
with a
figure
retorceded
and imponent
and he
inclined,
and his
voice,
like a
chorus,
a truroped,
gritted my
name in
multiple tones
aterrador
that were
that I
in all the
room.
The struend
of his
voices
was,
jenaba
the space
retumbing
in every
rinko
even my
mother,
alerted
by
the
pavoroso
sonido
entered
in my
abitation
just
to see
how this
ser
was
disvanesee
in the
air.
My
mother
me asked
a
what was
going to
respond.
The
being
disvanseo
deus
deus
and I
with a
badomado
and my
alient
altered.
Since
then the
pesadillas
me
acos can
with
frequency.
Siento a presence
observing in my
room every
night,
a sensation
that me
quita the
past.
Lamento
profoundly
to have
explored
that I
don't
and I
could
recover the
tranquillity
that's
per die
in that
the
dark
in the
dark
I'm
I'm
I'm
I
did a
time
I'm
I'm a
day in the day in the
many
things to
do you know
Tareas
compras
at the
final of the
day
me
was exaust
and I
prepared to
go to
do that
my
agotement
I'm
in a
soion
profound
that
during
after the
morning
the next
to the
seven
of the
morning
standing
still
still
in
that
I'm
I'm
I'm
a
I feel
I'm
strange.
A energy
pesed
and oppressive
is
aboder of me.
I've
started
to get a
immediate,
but I
found I
was in
a kind of
a paralysis
in the
that I
could
move me
and
to be
my
eyes,
and I
could be
just
front of
my
armario
a
sombra
of
a
man
of
a
black,
and
the
figure
was
there
was
my foot, mirandom, and his respiration,
seemed to perforing my eyes.
The terror me invader
me invaded to that the labrimes
started to gore by my rostro.
My impotency
against the situation,
me maintained yoreau,
while I'd still without
to move me,
nor reactionar,
ante this presence sinistra.
My only option
was to try
communicate with
words
susurrants
and
uncourtated
rogandle
that for
favor
to be far
but
his figure
commenced
to advance
to me
in a
way
a little
like
my
supplic
it
nojara
desperated
I
still insisting
in that
abandoning
my
space
but
sent I
that the
enojo
of the
end up
the
his presence
seemed
to
to grow. Finally,
I reunied
all the forces that I could,
and I grite,
Sal,
out of here!
In that moment, the figure
was vanice-ed, and
finally, I
got to start.
After that experience
aterrador, no
could avoid crying, because of the
fear that I feltia.
The most perturvador
was that an aroma
a little impregn't
my
abetation
and
a sensation
of terror in me
Hello
Fepo
I want
to share
this
escalofrient
history
with you
the history
is
the house
of the
abuela
of an
family
unfortunately
she
falle
and the
house
pass
to the
house
pass to the
time
the
his
the
child is
with
They make
that there
is an
order
in
the
house
but
to get
to be
they're
to be
to be
to
do you
do you
do
they're
that
include
the
person
of
the
person
this
person
involved
in
ambition
acced
and
and
offer
the
life
of
one
of
his
children
major.
Sin
however,
is the
little
the
little
the first
the last
the
whole
in the
house and
enterer the
head
of a
chivu
following
the
indications
of the
bruch.
A
past
to complete
the
rituals,
not
they were
they
they were
a
minute
that
the
time
the
people,
those
were
to
the Brucho that
he initiated
all.
Now,
only
there are
two
people
that were
in these
events.
Familiares
that
have
heard heard
have
heard
have seen
and
have seen
sombras.
The
house
kept
a
but
the
her
and the
mother and
my
friend
and
live in
cases
and
they
continue
and
they
are
phenomena inexplicables.
In one occasion,
her tia
was about with a
other
about the event
overnaturals
that were
in that
place in that
moment,
heiroed his
head
to the
house and
saw that
someone
assumandos
for the
cartina
of one of
the
windows.
In other
occasions
some
people
have said
that at
past
for
they're
they're
they're
terrible
ris
macabras.
They tried
to clean the
house with
the
help of
a
but this
sacerdote
let's
know that the
house
was made
that the
house was
this
because
due to the
rituals
that in
a past
were
there
the
the
sacerdote
he recommended
demoler
the
house
and
to
build
to
know
although
this
for
supposed
because
it
was
not
it
was
the
last
we
was
that
in
one
occasion
they were
a electricist
to arreggler the installation.
This person
was just
in house
for a lapse of
one hour.
When the Tia
of my
friend
regress was,
the
man was
in the
calle,
palid and
trembling of
fear.
He he
he platico
that
he made
some
the voice
ronka
gritted
his
name
from
one of
the
abitations
making
echo
in
all
the
house
At
trying to
start to
start
how a
a little
a little
a little
a
one more of
a
little
a
other.
To this ser,
he describes
like a
little
demonio
with the
skin
and the
face
totally
deformed
to
day of
today
the
house
still
dishabited
I
I'm
a
friend
I
have
a
time
and
a
a brazo.
Ace one
I was
I'm
and of
my
dream,
I mean,
I mean,
I'm going to
have been
the
door
the door
the door
with the
door that
they
got it
was to
all
recor to
know, I
that the
door
was
had been
had
been
had been
had
been
had been
burlated
the
two
serraduras.
In
that
moment,
I was
I'm trying
that
something
I'm
trying to
I'm
while
I'm in
the
camera
I'm
I'm
I'm
on the
stairs
I'm
am sure
I'm
that I'm
I'm
I'm
by the
rendy
of the
door
temblading
of
me
I'm
I can't
to
see
a
man
but
for
some
not
I'm
not I
didn't
he
was
a
figure
but obscure,
he's
made of
sombras
with
passes
firm,
lentes
and resonant
if it
was coming.
This
being
the end of
the
escalers.
Then
he was
to the
kitchen
and he
started
to make
struendos.
Tired
things
to the
soil,
abria
and
and he
had been
the
the carhons
with
force.
It was
like
was
looking
something.
The
panico
was
to
me.
I didn't move me.
Permanencee
how this ser
revolved the
kitchen during a while
while I grew
my assombo
for the fact
that nobody
more in the
house
had
had been
so
the noise.
Finally,
the noise
ceased
and I
heard and I
heard
that's
that's
the
third
piece.
These
escalers
were
were
inquietante
trajectory,
abriending and
and
the
things in the
way.
After
the
the ruse
the
the way of
the
and the
paths
started
to be
to be
to the
second
place,
where my
family and
you
we
were
we
were
we
every
part
that
was
the
the
world
and
the
presence
abumado
his
fast
finally
this
to be the center,
he was going to
the
door
principal,
abriending
and serran
to get her
in the
moment,
the
environment
changed
completely.
The
sensation
disappeared
and it
was a
peace and
tranquillity
that
contrasted
with the
intensity
that
had been
a
little
time
after
again
I
never
I
I
made
in the
I heard
that came
from the patio
tracerro
of my
house.
I was
this
being entered
in my
house
and he
had been
and he
desplasable
for
her,
register
all
newly
like if
was looking
something.
That
was I was
I was
I was
I was
so I'm
his presence
was aterrador
but
I'm
that
had been
to make
to make
to make
any
done
physical.
More
well,
buscabre
to infunding
a
like if
he's
alimentar of
this.
I'm
back to
the cobiased
and
listening
how
was
I'm
my
room.
Sentia
that he
knew
I was
that I
didn't
respond,
nor
to show
about my
mind.
Finally,
this
being
entered
in my
abitation.
It was
Alto.
Hamas
could
observe
his
rostro.
It was
like
a sombre
in three
dimensions,
observing
fissingly
to where
I was
a kind of
a kind of
a
impid-move
and grittar.
Pess
the terror
that I
felt I
decided
I'm
immobile
and
tranquilla.
The
presence
was
disappearing
gradually
and
never
more
to
never
to
never
to
It's an experience that marked my
for ever.
Hello, Fepo.
I'm Jose Camilla,
and I'd like to share my experience.
Sucedo when I had around
of 17 years.
My house consists of two
plantas,
the quarters in the superior,
and the cell,
along the commodore,
in the part inferior.
In the cell,
a big television
was around to juggets,
monees
a cubo rubic
adornos
that they
decorable
one day
I was up
a plant
and I
sat in the
camera
front to a
burrow
with a
spejo
and me
recoste
observing
the
when
when of
when of
a
paralysis
of the
sono
this
occurred
around
of the
12
of the
day
in
that
instant
my
my eyes
bagged
for
the
room,
trying to
understand
what
was the
time.
It was
then that
I saw in
the
corner
in the
corner
completely
obscure,
a
entity
that
was to
be able
to be
my
my
mirada
to
the
door
and
there
appeared
a
man
and
and
and
a
gabardina
black
and
a
sombrero
of
the
same
color.
His
rostro
permanence
occult in
the
sombracled
by the
fear
I'm
my eyes
for a
second.
The
I opened
and the
vision
had
disappeared.
It was
a
time.
In my
angustia
I
saw,
I'm
looking to
the
light
the
dark
for
my
surprise.
Now
the
the
man
of
the
sombrero,
she
was in the
part
inferior of
that
the end of
that
the
moment,
a gritty
a plant
While he ascended the
escaleras,
nobody
more was
in case in
that moment.
The night
came and
we decided
to be all
together
in the
same
room.
Cas
all we
were
not we're
when of
a sudden,
a plauso
resoned in the
air.
My mother
solto a
great,
what he
led to
sender the
light and
to go
to the
He told with a panic that something or
someone had hit
from the day
oscures presences have continued
manifestando's in that house
a past
to have been deced
in various occasions.
I've been a lot of years
I've been aterrador
that still ever
me provoke us.
I'm of Michoacan
but actually
I'm
a good
a year
one
one
we're
we're
in a territory
obscure
was a
place
was a
very
known
the
mountain
the
night
was
a
dark
and silencious
only
interrupied
by the
crugier
of the
ramas
behind my
feet
I'm
to
my primos
arreadores
experts in the
house
our
objective
was
clear, capture
a venado.
But
we didn't know
the
the
other
in that's
sombrio
territory.
In the
most
profound
of the
mountain,
he was
a little
refuge and
a more
perspective.
The
obscurity
was
sernia
over me
while
the
silence
was
still
was
inquietante.
My
heart
was
and my
sense
so
agudis
under
any
any
the
question of
any of
any of
I'm
just a
minute
because
my
prims
they're
a delant
some
the
the
repented,
the
sound of
the
sound of
the malice
the silence,
the temor
he
was to
me
while
I'm
trying
to
identify
the
point
of
the
the
hands
were
in
the
arm
prepared
to
any
any
amazza
that
could
surging
of
the
obscurity.
It was
when
emerged a
name
of aspect
enigmatic
without
pronoun
his
presence
involved
the
air
with
an aura
sinister.
No
had
no
signals of
the
origin.
The
tension
was
palpable
while
his
first
words
rompier
the
silence
of the
night
What are you?
My voice
was
He broke
Andte's
So in question
While my
Mentioned
I'm
Luched by
an explanation
Who was
He was this
man?
How could
be there
Only
in the
Monde
Prohibido?
The
MEDo
So it's
intensified
That
the enigmatic
Individo
He
was
Hecored
And
and
And
his
Fierre
Meponent
front
to
arbor, blockyando my
unique way of escape.
Me he was obligated to
back and confronter
that the being
known whose intentions
were made
invoeltes in the mystery.
His words were
sombris and
carried of
advertency.
Deven irse.
This is a
place for you.
My voice
temblorosa,
intento persuadier
to persuade it,
explaining
our intentions
of
house.
Sin
however,
his
eyes penetrante
were
my ser,
your
response,
el o my
and my
and I'm
they're
they're
they're
marcharse
to in
immediate.
For
ultimate,
he signaled
with
his man
to
a direction
concrete of
the
bush.
The
terror me
domined
while
observed
I was
how disappeared
the same form
in that
had arrived
like a
apparition in the
night.
The incertidum
and the
tension
were all
more present.
I came in
the direction
in the
that that
that the
man
he said
to be
a one
a vener.
So,
so in
when I
took in the
mirror,
I was
I,
I was
he,
and he,
he,
fell
tendido
over
the
soil. In
when my
primos
heard
the
fire,
and when
they were
the only
that I
said that
we're
we're
we're
we're
before
before
the
time.
During the
the
time,
when I
came to
the
fear
they're
they're
never
devoured
my
my
self.
The
atmosphere
was
turned pesada,
while
we were
to the animal
casted,
and finally,
I decided
to share my
aterrower
experience with
all the
presentes.
The eyes
were quite
inquietant
and the
air,
seemed to
be a
energy
of an
woman.
The wife
of my
house,
the world
with the
words carried
of the
time.
His
labes
thembloros,
reveled
the
truth
perturbator.
We had
hadentrated
in the
temid
the
man of
a man,
and protected
by forces
over-natured.
The
eyes of
all were
with
asomro and
scalof-frio,
conscientious
that we
had we
had been
to
a
other
more
than
our
long
the
times.
The stories that
ripilants.
It was said that
those that
were ventured
in that
the world
difficult
were never
regressable.
Or if
they were,
their
relatoes
were of
experiences
aterradoras
and
even
many,
they were
enlokecised.
Those
who were
being
had present
creatures
of
dimensions
grotesques,
bolas
of the
fire
that danced
in
the
obscurity,
children
fantasmas,
and groups
of persons
or other
to people
to be there
a lot of
a question
a temblorosa
escaped
of my
labos,
looking
responses
impossible
to obtain.
Me
you're saying
that I
talked with
the
devil?
The
husband of
my
prim,
incapable
to give
a
answer
definitely
said,
that
that
had been a great extraordinary,
at being invited to abandoning
that the place
maldito,
without any consequence
major.
The nights
posteurores
were insupportable,
summed as in the insomnia
and the intranquility.
Each crugid and sombra
seemed susurrars
and surrances
and amazas
silencios.
Even I suppliced
to my father
that abandoners the
the place of immediate,
temiening that the
obscurity of the
mountain of the
diablo,
we're
more than
the confines
malditos.
Hello,
Fepo.
My name
is Emily.
I want
to share
that he
told a
friend who
lived here
in Colombia.
This
he occurred
when I
had around
of 16 or
17 years.
He lived in
a little
people with
his papa
and his
abuelos
paternos.
I used to
go to
his
friends
the
time
to get
to get
and I'm
a little
a
time.
One of
his
his abuel
he
called the
attention
to
get a
night
adviting
that if
if I
would
be to
be
to be
to
his
his
man
rio
and
the
comment
of
his
father
he
he
he
the
next
the
next
he
again
again
he
and regressor
to house
around
at the
one of the
morning.
As it was
a little
people,
decided
to come
to return
to get
to go
the cemetery.
While
he,
I had to
a scofferio
extrano,
and he
presured
the pass
due to
the
the way.
When
he went to
to talk
the door
but
nobody
responded.
He sent
the
escalons
of the
entrance
and
he
were at the
while
he was in
the way
he went to
a mirate
and he
was a
so that's
that he
was that
this man
was to
be of
the
time of
two
meters
he described
as a
person totally
and
a person
totally
vestyed
with a
long
gavan
his rostro
was
a
a time
old
with a
barba
large and
a mirab
and a
mind
a man
he was
being a
man was
onrying
at
trying to
put to
get the
to help
the
the
was a
he was
he was
he
could
move
he
so
could
move
the
head
so
so
he
began
to
and finally
could
pararse.
Dentro of the
house
abrased
his prima
because of
the first of
the
room,
passed
front
to the
court of
his abelel
and the
man
he said
to read
with a
fris
scalofient.
At the
day
the next,
when he
came to
the school
not he
he wrote
that the
place
where the
man of
the
man of
the
man of
the
man of
the
experience
he
he gave
a
profound
impression
and respect for the
unknowled,
without
that during
a long time
he was
to get
a time.
I reside in
Bogotah,
Colombia,
but I'm
in a little
country
costero of my
country.
Since my
infancy,
I've
had rastraged
a panic
irrational
to the
eyes.
The little
was cubriousam
with mantas.
Actually,
in my
to go-hark with my husband and
his son,
we're
only we're
a little
to be a
bad.
To understand
my
relato, it
essential
to understand
that I'm
a person
that's
a lot of
my
around.
I can
discerned if
I'm
in a
place,
or no,
yeah
that I
experimented
how my
energy
flue,
it's
stank or
rechasa
the
energies
of other
people.
For
reasons
laboral,
me
in the
necessity to
travel to
Truro,
a
little
a
city
to get to the
We were in plen,
in January of 2020,
and the hotel
was in
an event
in a short
in winter,
another
to looker
very solo.
This
building,
this building
an atmosphere
in an atmosphere
of a
movie of terror.
While I
ascended
by the
elevator
and
the road,
the
trajectory
is a
unquietante.
A tapete
rogo
adornable the
passillo,
and my
My room, result was
the ultimate
to the
left.
Addentrar me
in the
room,
was to enter
me in an
ambient in a
ambience
sombril and
the
way that
explorable,
the
spejows
were to
multiple
and I
had a
feeling a
feeling a
feeling,
a
second,
a second,
a
largeado,
is a
little
a little
a
little,
the
window
that was
a
a
of a
buske
sec,
dense and
nevado.
I provoked
a
unquietude
a
very
strange.
That night
had a
dinner
programed
at the
night.
I was
in the
lobby
the
arrival of
my
work.
The
scene
transcured
in
an
amending
a
same
and
the
I'm
the
return
to
the
night
revived
my
torment
the
The uncertainty of the night that
was the abicinable
me inquietable.
Cansed and
tranquil for the
spejos, me
accosted.
The camera
front of the
spejo-al-larked,
and the
constant change of
temperature
me despertably
and before
to be seenar
had been
solicited that
revisited that
their califaction
and me
assured
that allusional
no obstinate.
No.
But, my
dreams were
interrupted
for an
experience
terrordor.
Desperterterterter.
I was
in a strange
state,
observing my
own own
my own
my
my hair
was out of
the covishas.
Of a
repent,
a figure
obscure
emerged
from the
space
a large
to the
bed of the
camera.
This
sombra
sooo
proximo,
depojano
and the
covigas
and fors
his dead
outlarked
in my
mouth,
while
I was
to get to
get to
her.
At the
same time,
experimented
a sensation
of asphyxia
and I
was a
thing.
I'm a
thing.
The
room
was
was summed
in the
obscurity,
the
television
apagated.
My
attention
was
directed
to
where a silhouette
was distinguished by the tenue
light that traversed the cortinas.
The terror
was abodered to me
and I sated
to the camera to the
door,
sottening my cellular
like a lantern.
I ponte at the
corner, but
no I found
nothing.
My deados
were the control
remote and
they're on the
television.
I mantupe
this vigil all the
night
until that the
I was a
I mean
I've beence
to the
manse
at the
morning
I'm at
the same
because I'm
a year
because of this
year I'm
I'm sorry to
that night that
I'm going to
another alternative
I'm pretty
I'm just instantaneously
I was in a
Sorenue in a
Sorenuous
In a while
The Mereigno
me arranco
to this repose
Voces
masculine and
Peleas
resonable in
the passio
Sombras
danced down
the door
The molestia
for being
Desperted
in that
moment
me
he drove to
prove
my
security
and verific
the origin
of the
RID
Mirate
but no
there was
a rastro
of
activity
contact the reception
to quech me for the
Rewo,
just to enter me
of that I
was the only
wespete in that
the piece.
A past
of it,
they realized
a round
for security
and effectively
not they
notary.
The tranquillity
still was
being esquiva.
Treated to
tranquillism
and me
to me tome
the ventana
that was
to the
bush,
Buscling
something of
air
fresh.
In that
moment, my
mirab,
he crossed
with a
smile
macabra
that he
observed
from the
arbor
from the
being a
maniaco.
That was
what I
saw see
in an
instant
the figure
was
a
malice
a
to the
long
I'm
I'm
the
echoed
a
carcajada
sinister and
burlona.
No
see
if
what
was
present was a demon or an
alma in pen. But
those nights continue
atortmenting my
mind and never
could forget that. That
risa macabra.
Hello, Pepo. My name is
Daniela and I want to
share with you a story that
made a mark a profound.
Earlierment, I've been in
house of my Svegra. Our
relation never was
amigable and always
there were tensions
between
us.
One
night,
together
to my
wife,
we were
in the
cell
watching
the
television.
Agotada,
I decided
to go
to
to be
while
he
was going
a
little
I'm
that
on
a
instant,
I
sent a
sosure
in my
o'clock
pronoun
my
number
three
times.
At
the
like three
deados ardent
so posse over my
skin
over-saltada
me incorporate
and when
my mirror
in the
mirrorer
no you
markas
in the zone
where you
had seen
the contact
my
my
heart
was a
a million
for hour
I
to the
cell
and
thinking
that my
partner
was
behind
that
but
he
was
surprised
when I was
the markers
and me
assured
that
he was
he was
he was
not a
a
moment
it's
in this
moment
that my
mother
that my
wife's
that was
that was
she was
back to
the time
was a bitrash
was supermone
aterrador.
Tiempo
after
I'm
after I
heard
for other
people
that my
mother
practicable
a
and I
said he
was a
whole
that night
the
fear
me
paralyzed
and
I
didn't
do
do
some
days
after
I
go
to
the
church
and
I
know
my
experience
with
the
I
can
give
a
medall
a
Miguel Archangel
as
protection.
The most
perturbator
is that
the markers
left
sickatrice
in my
skin.
It was
a recordator
of this
terrorific
event.
Since
it was
very
little,
approximately
at the
five or six
years,
I used
had to
have
encounters
with
a
sombra
a
dark,
a
man
vestido
of
a
man
rostro,
permanence
occult.
My parents
solied
preoccupation,
because
I was saying
that I
saw a
man,
to be you
to be in the
house,
or be
in the patio.
Although
I don't
see,
if my
parents
were to
believe me
with the
time,
I continued
being
and I
always
was there,
I,
coming and
on
the
person,
and
a
silence.
One day in
in the
father of my
abuelos,
something
happened.
My
prima and
I,
we saw,
we were
in a
balcony.
In this
occasion,
her
was intense,
we'd
with a
determination.
For a
moment,
we're
one of
my
tios,
yeah
that the
balcony
was
to the
department.
We're
we're
we're
we're
about
to
to say to salute him, when just in that moment,
his eyes were illuminated with an amarylety.
Critamos and we're rinked to my
abuelos in the busk of refuge.
But, at least, nobody knows
he was in a reunion familyar,
during a feast, when they started to
share stories of terror that had been
occurred in the family.
My prima and I,
decided to count our experience with the
man of the negro.
One of my tias
was kept perplexed
and confessed
that also
he had
appeared in his
house,
that his
his
children had
seen from
and that
had been
and that was
that was
we know
we're not
that other
families
also
had occurred
the
same
to all
in each
one of
his
houses.
That night
we
we've seen
that the
man of
the
man of
the
black
with
eyes
brilliant
had
been in the
life of
various of
us
some of
some
some of the
boy was a
boy who
was
a little
so that
not that
I'm
that I'm
that I
heard
more
that
people
that I
had
seen
I'm
I'm
my
vice-a
my
business. I'm not a
these lines, a
through my ventana,
he was present
new-movement
that
or demonio,
miranomom
me fichament
after the crystal.
Like if,
as to
tell you
this story,
he would have invoked,
I'm sorry
to write to
write to
but I
can't more.
Hello,
Fepo.
My history
is linked
to the demonio
Bael,
also known as
Baal
or Belzebou
all.
Everything
started
a various
years
when I was
in secondary
I'm
between
14 and 15
years
and I
was
going to
a moment
really
complicated
in my
life
I
was
very
very
and
I'm
very
my
intelligence
was
mediocre
and
in
that
then
was
he
was
the
the
first
was
the
class for much.
Also,
carecée of
a purpose
clear in my
life.
It was
a pain
to mention that
I've seen
a school
Catholic
in third
grade of
secondary.
Dada my
situation,
I decided
to look
help
with a
school
to not
feel me
so
only.
The
nights
were
insupportable
and
after
some
suggestions,
I decided
to
do you
help to God,
according the religion
Catholic.
Reza was
supplicing
to the
company of
an angel
or a
saint to
help
my soledad
a
little
days,
I was
I had
had seen
in those
that I
had a
name
a
Baal
and then
Baal.
These
names
were
were made
in
my
mind
and with
time
not
I
changed
significant
in
my
life.
I
not
me
I was just
my
intelligence
commenced
to
and my
astusia and
intuition
grew
in a
very
very
my
ambition
desire
of the
power
and
also
also
also
they
were
very
very
very
very
very
very
I was
I
used a
space
mental
to
to
communicate
with
me
reflection about my problems and
looking his counsel.
My words were accompanied by ideas
repentines that,
that menudo,
contradicied or question about what
said,
like if he was having a dialogue
with a master
or an friend.
Sin,
One day,
when,
when I came to
a Bible
and a
friend of the
school
me had
suggested that
he had
had been
on a
page
to find a
message,
for my
surprise,
the page
abjured
that
was that
was a
demonio
or a
false
God
to the
that
they were
in
times
pastas.
This
revelation
my relation me
left
and
me inunded
of confusion
and fury
I think
my faith
in the
God
Catholic
had been
had been
tried
I'm
not profundize
more
in Val
for
fear
and I
took
the decision
to
do
all
the
religion
I
felt
that I
was in
a
state
of
confusion
and
I
I
was
in
silence
because
a
demon
respond
to
my
or
my
your attention? How is that a
so mediocre as
I, desperto his interest?
A-pess
to these doubts, continue
advancing in the life,
esforciating for being the better in all
what I did.
A year and a half
after, I was going to
terminate the preparatory
and me was found out
the best students of my generation.
Reflectsioning
about my transformation,
I was that I was
those days
in those
who supplicable
help in
the
time.
My curiosity
me led
to investigate
more about
Baal
and discovered
that also
he's
he's known
as Belcebu
one of the
seven
princes of
the
Inferno
he said
that he
had givens
like
an
intelligence
overhuman
astusia
and the
ability of
being
invisible
for the
the other.
Surpendentiment
this
explained how
had passed
of being a
student a
person a
person completely
different in
all the
aspects.
Investigar
more about
Eval,
me
made question
me
question of
my
connection with
this being
infernal
me
intrigue
and me
was
I'm
a same
time.
Because
a demonio
me
had
helped
really
actually
exist
persons
that
have
affinity with these entities?
The demons are
so bad as well as you create?
The religion
Catholic,
yeah no resonable
because no sent me
a connection real
or no
I'm trying to
try to come to
come to
end upro one
finally I
I'm to force me
to engage in
a place
where not
me sent me
authentic.
I'd
I'd appreciate my
dreams and
meditations
to Aval
for
all what
what I
had
done for me.
I continued maintaining contact with him,
because he was considered a guide and a
support in my buskid of superation personal.
Decid I continued to get
ahead,
helping to my family and to
who are people.
Today, with 23 years,
I've done things that
never had imagined before years.
Recurred to the young that
I'd love, that I'd love.
And how, in some way,
Ba'al appeared in my
life.
A-beces,
not encahams
in certain
places,
and forsarn us
to do
it, can
limit us
and sakes
and to
other
opportunities.
Tal-be
our
destiny
is a
way in a
way
that's
more
that
to the
conventional.
Saludos,
Fepo.
I hope
that my
story
you
It seems interesting.
This night
I'll get to the
most
oscuro
rincolns
with stories
that invoked
demonies and
entities malignas
beings.
Ceres
whose
naturalese
we don't
I recommend
to try to
present to
a being
a maniac
but if
for error
you get
to invoking
take much
with the
trats
because when
when it
the hour
to
pay the
price
Maybe
not
is disposed
to
do you
I'm doing
my fact.
I'm your
never,
never you
never have to