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jakotsu_1 is the winner of the Sinner's Choice Awards for her fantastic and frightening story.

Here is her winning story that is sure to bring chills down your spine!!!



NIGHT OF LIVING HELL

It was about a year ago sometime around August. My friends and I *Sara and her sister Sandra, both my friends* I was spending the night at their house and we had decided earlier to have a séance. It was around 11:00pm when we started, now I’m going to tell you this ahead of time last time we did this Sara's ceiling fan exploded along with all the lightblubs in the house. After a while we weren't getting any results and so we looked up some more info on the topic and found out to have one of the members cut their hand and place the blood on in the middle of the circle around the group. Sandra volunteered to do this and so she did. Upon doing so Sandra started to shake violently screaming insults in a language we could not understand. Naturedly Sara and I both think she was kidding but when we tried to touch her she would try and bite us, she succeeded in a attempt against Sara drawing a steady stream of blood. Sara and I are no screaming the top of are lungs out at this point as Sandra has now started chasseing us around the house. Hearing all the noise Sara and Sandra’s parents wake up to find us being chased by Sandra.

After sub doing Sandra we quickly explained to her parents what happened, at first their skeptical throwing empty threats to Sandra about losing computer privileges, but when she started spewing blood from her mouth I think they were convinced. Locking Sandra in the bath room, which took about an hour, we all rushed to read up on what to do in a situation like this to find out that we should try reading the bible and several other things.
Sandra’s mom grabs the bible and starts reading aloud inform of the bathroom door the only other nose the sounds of Sandra’s screams and the throwing of things across the room. After a while the room started to shake violently and things begin to get thrown at us by unknown hands while Sandra shouted I am Satin the purest evil there is do you think you can prevail. I could tell this was no Sandra for he voice was cold and deep with anger. I in this moment of utter chaos removed my cross from neck and pressed it against the blood stain on the paper where Sandra had placed her hand and begin to pray, as I did this the paper begin to burn and the blood boil I could feel the evil resonating from Sandra’s blood.

Sara had called the church and after hearing what was going eminently sent a exorcist over to assist. When he arrived Sandra burst from the room and charged towards me she hit me over the head with something I don’t really ember cause I was knocked unionizes at the moment. When I regain concessions Sara filled me in. After a long night the exorcist had freed Sandra although many of us suffered cuts and brasses as if hit by unseen hands. The presto had told us that Sandra had been possessed by only a small part of his evil. That was a year ago, I will NEVER do a sconce again after the night of living hell that’s the last thing I want to do.

This is my story believe it or not the decision is yours, know only this peaceful when messing with things you shouldn’t.