I´m a believer, that means that I believe in God and the
Devil, not as the red old guy with a trident and pointed tail, but more like a spirit, a demon
that is among us. So I´m pretty sure that the story I´m going to write is
totaly real.
When I was a silly girl in 5th grade, my Friends and I tried
to summon the Joker, we were at my friend´s house at night, we placed a mattress
on the Wall of a dark room only lighted by a candel, we were sitted holding
hands in the middle of the room and repeating Sophie´s words, we recite: : –Joker,
Joker by your grace, grant me, thee the power to conceive in my mind and to
execute that which I desire to do, the end which I would attain by thy help, Oh
Joker, the one who livest and reignest forever and ever.- we repeated
that spell three times, while sophie, pinching her finger, drained blood over a card of the
Joker, suddenly, the mattress fell over us and we ran away, screaming and
crying.
Theories? It was a demon! there´s no other option... I´ll never do that again.
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