This is a short story of how my life was some years back. These things I wrote are exactly how I felt. I hope you all enjoy my life journey. Feel free to comment.
From the very beginning she was there guiding me and protecting me. However I refused to see. Maybe I didn't want to see. I wasn't ready to see. She is my guardian angel. As a result from not following her I walked down the wrong road. Life meant very little to me. No rules, no consequences and no regrets. One thing that I learned was everything comes with a price. I felt like I had sold my soul to the devil. That’s when it all started a descent to my own hell. It felt like there were demons following me wherever I went. Begging me and forcing me to do wrong and as a result I did. I tried to forget my past but it cloned me, haunted me and wouldn't let me go. Now I stand face to face with my demons. It was almost like death surrounded me; I could see it, touch it and smell it.
My worst nightmares were beginning to come true. It was like the more they talked the more I would listen, I followed and I became one. There was a dark cloud hovering over my life and the sun couldn't break through. But when it did break through it never shined fully. It came in a beam and whoever that beam of light hit that person had to spread that among others. That beam never touched me. By the age of 10 I was one with the devil. He lived in me and I lived in him. My nightmares were now reality. The voices in my head continued to talk. I was at the point where I didn't care about anything or anyone including myself. I started to steal from stores and from people. The people I stole from were young, old, rich and from those just as broke as myself. I was cold-hearted and reckless. I was on the road to destruction, a road to nowhere.
I was the devil's Advocate. I started drinking, smoking and doing drugs. Every day it was the same thing day in and day out. I continued to run with the devil for many years. Until that one day when I decided to stop running, that was the day my life changed. That was March 28, 2002. The day my grandmother died. That was the day when I had a constant fight with the devil, and he was beating me badly. He still wanted me to do wrong but I refused and the beatings got worse. I wanted to give in to him but instead I turned to the lord for help. I prayed and asked him to take my hand, guide me, to hide me and protect me from the devil. It was then he didn't do what I asked him to do. Instead he took me by the hand and gave me the strength and courage to fight back. That’s when that beam of light shined on me and I spread that light to many people that day.
From that day on I've been walking with the lord. But the devil has his ways of trying to win you back. He comes in many shapes and sizes. One of the greatest tricks the devil ever did was convincing the world he didn’t exist. He has tried to win me back many of times to help him do his dirty work. But I didn't listen I just did what the Lord did and I turned my cheek. But every now and then he still comes to me with offers that I know I would have to wait for from the lord. But good things come to those who wait so I decided to run with the lord and not with the devil. Since I decided to put my life in the lord's hands and walk with him I have now become what some people would call God's Son. As God’s Son my life has been a lot better than it has ever been. He has changed my life around and I am so grateful for that. There are times I feel like giving up but I talk to him and my fiancé and they both make me realize that giving up is not an option. They tell me to have hope and keep faith and always remember that you must always go through the dark to get to the light.