For some reason I couldn’t sleep. I began to look around the room while lying on my bed waiting to get sleepy. Suddenly, a black figure appeared on the full size bed with a pitchfork on its right hand. I began to scream, “Mami turn on the light! Mami hurry turn on the light!” The thing that was on the bed slowly disappeared into the bed backwards as my mom got closer to the room.

I began to cry aloud so that my parents would hear me. He panicked and tried to shush me but I did not stop until he got off.

I remember many nights, sitting in my room plotting how to avenge those who did me wrong. It did not matter to me how long it would take, they were going to pay!

My bedroom was always dark with red curtains. In fact, my mom came in one day and said, “This room is too dark. You are not a vampire.” She lifted the shade up and opened the curtains to let the sun light in. The minute she went out of my room, I closed the curtains.

Phone calls mysteriously came only when my parents were away from the home. He would try to convince me to skip school one day, go with him to the movies, and have lunch. This went on for approximately 8 months. According to him, he had something he wanted to show me. I did not know exactly what that something was, but I did know that whatever it was, was not good. I began to distance myself from his daughter so the phone calls would stop. However, they did not. It just got worse.

One day while I was sitting in Sunday school, I began to weep uncontrollably. I felt like if I just couldn’t take it any more. My heart was being torn apart and no one noticed. The teacher dismissed the class, sat by me, and tried to be helpful. However, I would not talk. Why? I thought that no one would believe me. I just sat there and cried.

It is imperative that you communicate with your children. Tell them that you love them. Do not let life’s circumstances get between you and your children. If you see that your child is not going the pathway you want them to go, do not yell and scream at them. Do not shut them out hoping that they soon become of age so that they can be released into this cruel world. Talk to your children… It is never too late. We as parents make mistakes. Apologize, hug them, and love them. If we as parents do not make the effort of loving and fighting the devil off our children, WHO WILL???

During our conversation, he asked me if I wanted to see his room. I said, “No, I really need to get going.” However, he did not want to take no for an answer. He grabbed my wrists and said, “Well what are you going to do now?” I said, “If you do not let me go I am going to start screaming.”

Even though I met Anthony just once, the anointing that this man had was so powerful, it touched my life forever. Talking to him was like talking to an angel. He had such a sweet spirit. Such love streamed with the words he was speaking. It made me want what he had. Never, in my entire life had I ever met such a sweet person. Here is a man that for the first time I heard the words “God loves you” and actually feel that he really meant what he said.

When I turned on the shower, I heard a woman crying aloud. I thought it was my mom so I turned it off. I wondered if my mom and dad had a fight. I waited for about 10 seconds, did not hear anything so I turned the shower on again. On the second time, I heard the crying again. This time I waited longer. Nothing happened.

As soon as I sat in the church bus, my body began to shake as if I was going into a convulsion. Strangely, it only lasted for about 2 seconds. I began to wonder what was happening to me. No one noticed. I remember that around 2:00 p.m. while the pastor was preaching, I had my head resting on my hands with my elbows on my legs. Astonishingly, sitting on the chair, my body jumped as if something had struck me.

I thought to myself “Okay, it’s time to get out of here.” As soon as I thought those words, I looked up and one of the heavyset women in the church was dancing in the Spirit twirling in circles down the isle moving fast towards my direction. I thought she was going to bump into the chair in front me so I stretched out my hand and held it. The woman proceeded to the back and blocked one side of the door. I said to myself “Aw man, you have got to be kidding.” I know what I’ll do, I will go around her. Here comes another woman while I am thinking, doing the exact same thing as the first one. Once again, I thought she was going to bump into the chair, I held it, and she covered the other side of the door. Now, both women were dancing in circles blocking the main door without bumping into each other. My thoughts were “oh no…