Maisy was a 30 something lady who rented a room from me for awhile. I owned a house in the Infamous Sanford Fla. for 18 years. As the Orlando Sentinel newspaper said "Sanford was a small town with big city problems" I'd owned the house before I was married, so it was mine still after a no fault divorce. Working low wage jobs, I had to rent rooms out, and in Sanford It was rent by the week renters.
Maisy worked Pt. at Popeyes, and I got to know her as I was a regular customer. So I rented to her below the rate anyone before, and she was quite a handful, caused problems with people renting the other room. I ended up giving her the boot. I guess the Demon or whatever was going on in her mind came to the forefront , she terrorised the guest and children who were visiting the fellow renting my other room. If I had not come home I have no idea if things would have escalated...
Because I'm a Sci Fi, and Fantasy fan and Maisy knew that, so she started talking to me regarding witchcraft and that type of craziness, she must have thought I was a practitioner... When she told me that her father was a Satanist and so was most of his side of the family. She never told me what was done to her, but related how she remembered when one child was indoctrinated into the cult. The house where the ceremonies were held had a basement and there was a cage. So for several days they kept a child in the cage in the dark with a cuddly animal for several days. Then when it was the day, I assume one of their unholy days, they would remove the child and animal from the cage then kill the animal cutting it open, they would force the child to eat the heart.
That is something that twists the mind, and is only the start of events of depravity the person will participate in. Q showed us some of it... There are many evil ones. Just the tip of the iceberg.
God has had enough and is taking action. I was working 7 nights a week, but the second shift got drunk and didn't want to drive home so he covered my shift and let me go home. I do not know if Maisy would have done something crazy, but God sent me home for a reason.
There's a lot more to this story, just the cliff notes in this post.
Maisy was a 30 something lady who rented a room from me for awhile. I owned a house in the Infamous Sanford Fla. for 18 years. As the Orlando Sentinel newspaper said "Sanford was a small town with big city problems" I'd owned the house before I was married, so it was mine still after a no fault divorce. Working low wage jobs, I had to rent rooms out, and in Sanford It was rent by the week renters.
Maisy worked Pt. at Popeyes, and I got to know her as I was a regular customer. So I rented to her below the rate anyone before, and she was quite a handful, caused problems with people renting the other room. I ended up giving her the boot. I guess the Demon or whatever was going on in her mind came to the forefront , she terrorised the guest and children who were visiting the fellow renting my other room. If I had not come home I have no idea if things would have escalated...
Because I'm a Sci Fi, and Fantasy fan and Maisy knew that, so she started talking to me regarding witchcraft and that type of craziness, she must have thought I was a practitioner... When she told me that her father was a Satanist and so was most of his side of the family. She never told me what was done to her, but related how she remembered when one child was indoctrinated into the cult. The house where the ceremonies were held had a basement and there was a cage. So for several days they kept a child in the cage in the dark with a cuddly animal for several days. Then when it was the day, I assume one of their unholy days, they would remove the child and animal from the cage then kill the animal cutting it open, they would force the child to eat the heart.
That is something that twists the mind, and is only the start of events of depravity the person will participate in. Q showed us some of it... There are many evil ones. Just the tip of the iceberg.
God has had enough and is taking action. I was working 7 nights a week, but the second shift got drunk and didn't want to drive home so he covered my shift and let me go home. I do not know if Maisy would have done something crazy, but God sent me home for a reason.
There's a lot more to this story, just the cliff notes in this post.
Pray for Us all eh?
Yikes. That is horrific!