My cousin Shawn usually lived in a jail cell. He is doing well now. At least, his stay away from incarceration is longer than usual. This story is gonna be shorter than usual. Thats because its already been told in my book that got published. Shawn brought over an older woman that just had gotten out of the hospital having a wound on her leg that had gotten infected by Mrca. Mrca is a living meat eating bacteria that will destroy your muscle tissue and everything in its path all the way to the bone. I had it one time in my left elbo/forearm and was quarantined for three weeks.

This woman was left with me in my apartment by my cousin for three nights. She did drugs and at that moment in time, I wasn't. I allowed her to sleep on my living room couch, whereas, my fifteen year old daughter was in her own bedroom across the hallway, bathroom, and linen closet from my bedroom.

I woke up on the third night to a loud noise and gurgling sounds, along with bangs, and thuds. The moment i walked out of my bedroom and peeked around the corner to where the noise was coming from and where that woman was supposed to be asleep on my couch, I was frozen solid watching that woman being tossed around upon the couch, and thrown to the floor and then back on the couch as her arms were flailing all about into the air as if she was being controlled, no, more like being thrown about by an invisible giant. Her body was being thrown up into the air to crumble down in an a pile on the floor, the lifted upwards again and tossed upon the couch in a piled mess until her head was turned sideways and her face was looking my way. The second i saw that she was aware of my presence, her body twisted straight and with face and head pointing upward, her body stiffened as straight as a board with her arms to either side. Her body was a board with heals of the feet touching the carpet as her stiffened legs allowed for her butt to barely hold up the rest of her torso. At the minute this occured, her head turned to face me. I watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and stayed there only showing the whites of her eyes
focusing on me totally wide open. I began a very quick walk to the kitchen only ten feet away. Her head kept following my progress into the kitchen until I couldnt see the thing anymore turning the corner into my kitchen

By that time, I'm not having a good time. I'm at a point where l feel like lm unworthy and that in no way would i be given any possibility of help from God. It just didn't matter. This was real. This was happening. This was in my home. It happened so fast thawt I was back in my bedroom before I knew it.
I asked God to please let...