Hunted by Evil

Spirits can tell their own stories. Satan's army has his own weapons of destruction. In addition, all amazing ghost stories some are made-up and others actually encounter this phenomena. Some people are viewed is evil but how can they say it is when a child of five years old has her first encounter? Yes, their different sides of every penny. Two sides to every story. Children are innocent until taught right from wrong. Demon possessions you hear, about in the bible, but if you are not a believer of the Lord's word and not aware of Satan, the enemy. Good versus evil as to believe by others there is a balance that needs to obtain a yin and a yang. This is not my view of which is right or wrong and I do not claim to be a preacher either. Children targeted, stalked, and preyed on by their fear. How would you react if an unseen force were doing this to your child? Anyone can come-up with his or her own conclusions and opinions, but are you sure you are always right. If you had a similar experience than can, you offer understanding and empathy.

Children and adults look outside a moving car window when it's beautiful day or not. I was in the front seat of my mother's car while she was driving. My mother and I were joyriding enjoying nature's beauty. I was five years old back then. My sister was with my father at home waiting for our arrival.

I was watching the vibrant green trees pass by the window. My sister in detail down to her outfit she owns appeared outside the passenger window. She was jumping around and smiling happy to see me. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief this cannot be, but it was. She was not always moving, but keeping up with mom's car. I looked at my mom to see if she noticed the same that her other daughter was with us too only difference she was outside the car. She did not show any recognition of what I was seeing. My sister whispered like if she was beside me telling me a secret. "Let me in", she whispered. Hesitating, I nervously did not know what to do? "Let me in", she said again, but with more of a demanding voice. We were going about 50 mph down the road and my sister wants to come in the vehicle to play with me maybe I did not want to leave her behind.

Imitation, deceiving things starring back at me, fooling many people as something good and sweet, but actually is a sugarcoated lie.

My hand on the door handle while my sister is winking her fluorescent green eye and I trusted, my sister. I opened the door to allow her inside with us. I remember leaning over seeing the road beneath me. I was hanging there wondering why; my sister was not there just the road starring at me. My body slipped headfirst closer to the pavement I came. I felt a strong tug on my arm while, my mother pulled me back in to safety. She saved my life. Was this a warning for more threats to come?

My parents became more safety conscience then.