demon's medium-length white hair stood on
end as if held by electricity. Coming towards
me, this little child had the appearance of a
madman.
Remaining calm, I grabbed a hold of
his arm and began reciting over and over
again the 'Hail Mary.' Sending him into a
tizzy, he was now feeling dazed and
confused enough that I was able to corner
him and take a firmer hold of his soul. "Lord
Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on this
lost soul." Repeatedly, my cries shot through
the ether into the heavens, and as I did this,
his soul began to be de-energized as
demonic power left him. When it was
finished, he became limp and powerless.
Knowing my job was finished, I
handed him over to the angelic hosts
awaiting the return of his soul. All were
happy and joyous, for we all knew that
Satan had put up a huge battle for this little
one, because it gives him the greatest
pleasure of all to steal the soul of an
'innocent;' innocent in the sense of his age,
but not in any other regard. Although it was
somewhat shocking to realize that even a
small child can be completely demonic and
aligned with darkness, it was very clear that
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