Possessed In The Church
Episode 4
Written By Jerry Smith.

My mother still had the knife in her hands.

Her grip was tight, her eyes filled with pain and confusion. She watched me closely, as if I were some kind of monster.

Mama, please, I sobbed. You have to believe me. I didnt do anything.

She didnt speak. Her lips trembled, her hands shaking.

Tears streamed down my face as I ped to my knees. Mama, I swear on my life I dont know whats happening Something is wrong Please, believe me

She continued staring at me, her breathing uneven.

I could see the conflict in her eyes.

Finally, she let out a shaky breath.

The knife clattered to the floor.

She reached for me, pulling me into a tight embrace. I buried my face in her chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

I dont understand, Peace, she whispered. How could this happen?

I swallowed hard, struggling to form the words. Mama I think an evil spirit entered me. After what happened at church when that woman looked at me I felt something enter me.

She pulled back slightly, her face filled with horror.

What are you saying?

I wiped my eyes and told her everythingthe strange feeling, the spirit leaving my body last night, and the voice in my head just moments ago.

She listened in silence, her face pale.

When I finished, she looked toward my fathers lifeless body and let out a shaky breath.

We have to go see the pastor, she said.

I nodded, wiping my tears. Yes. We need help.

She stood up, her hands trembling, and looked down at my father again. More tears welled up in her eyes.

Well well take care of him later, she whispered. Right now, we need to fix this.

The weight of her words crushed my chest. My father was gone. But there was no time to grieve.

We had to find answers.

The next morning, we arrived at the church early. The sun had barely risen, and the place was still quiet.

The moment we stepped inside, Pastor David turned toward us. His expression was calm at firstuntil his eyes landed on me.

His entire face changed. His body tensed.

Peace? he said cautiously.

I opened my mouth to respond, but something inside me snapped.

Before I knew it, my body lunged forward.

A snarl escaped my lipsa sound that wasnt my own.

The world blurred as my hands stretched toward the pastor, but before I could reach him, strong arms grabbed me.

Hold her down someone yelled.

My mother and two church workers held me back, my body thrashing wildly. My mind screamed for control, but something else had taken over.

Peace my mother cried. Whats happening? Stop this

I fought against their grip, but after a few moments, whatever had taken over me let go.

I gasped, suddenly back in control, my body weak and trembling.

Tears filled my eyes. Mama I I dont know what just happened.

Pastor David stared at me, his face solemn. Bring her to my office.

I felt my mothers arm wrap around me as she guided me toward the pastors office.

Once inside, I sat down, my hands shaking. My mother sat beside me, looking both fearful and desperate.

Pastor David took a seat across from us. Tell me everything, he said.

I took a deep breath and told him everything againfrom the moment I locked eyes with the possessed woman, to the spirit leaving my body last night, and the voice that spoke to me after my fathers death.

The pastor listened without interrupting.

When I finished, he leaned forward and placed his hand on my forehead.

The moment his skin touched mine, he jerked his hand back, his eyes widening in shock.

I frowned. Whats wrong?

The pastors face darkened.

This is not an ordinary possession, he murmured.

I exchanged a nervous glance with my mother. What do you mean?

The pastor exhaled deeply. The spirit inside you is strong. It is deeply connected to the original host. If we want to drive it out, we must first find the woman who was possessed.

A heavy silence filled the room.

Thats almost impossible, my mother whispered. We dont even know who she is.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

One of the church workers stepped inside, looking hesitant.

Pastor, he said quietly. The woman you are looking for the one who was possessed

We all turned to him.

Shes dead.

My heart stopped.

To be continued