The Holy Water Incident by William Dorian

Author:William Dorian
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: holy water incident;william dorian;bill dorian;exorcism;poltergeist;possession;paranormal;paranormal books;paranormal phenomena;true ghost story;true ghosts;real exorcism
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2019-07-22T14:19:31+00:00

Isabella

After we got upstairs, Britt began playing with her hamster (which I had bought for her just a week earlier, partially at Spence’s insistence). Then she put the hamster (which she’d named Angel Mouse) back in its cage, sat on the bed, fell into a trance, and came out channeling a little girl named Isabella who said she’d died in 1895. It turned out that Isabella was the little girl in the yellow dress that had been released the night of the exorcism. Even though her spirit had been released, she had been with Brittany for a long time and Britt had the ability to call Isabella back, whom it turns out had a bit of a dark side.

Isabella’s visit was somewhat of a relief after my encounter that night with the hitchhiking demon. She wanted to play with the hamster, saying she had had one in her lifetime. Then she walked all about the upstairs, exploring, and marveling at the electrical gadgets. She played with the light switch and said they had electric lights in her day, but they weren’t very reliable. I finally had to ask her not to fiddle with the lights, or mine wouldn’t be much more reliable than the ones she was used to. She then went into the bathroom and gazed at herself in the mirror (like most teenagers do).

“She’s not very pretty,” she said, referring to Brittany.

“Well, I think she is.”

“You would. You’re her father. I killed my father,” she said matter-of-factly. “I murdered both my parents.”

I didn’t ask how. This really wasn’t a road I wanted to go down. I was also taken aback just a bit by her lack of remorse. But I plunged on with:

“You know they would forgive you now,” I told Isabella. “All that’s behind you. Maybe you were possessed by some kind of demon like Brittany.” I repeated that I was sure her parents had forgiven her.

“Oh yes, I know,” she said nonchalantly. “We ironed all that out.”

Standing in the upstairs bathroom, she decided to play with the light switch again. I told her it was getting pretty late and maybe she should let Brittany come back so she could go to bed. She was very reluctant to leave, but finally gave in. I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. Brittany came back very tired and eager to go to bed and call it a day.

This had been a very strange little evening.

Laurel’s perspective was that Brittany needed to get to the bottom of using surrogates to express her fears, anger, uncertainties, and frustrations. She suggested I explain to Britt that I still loved her even if she’d done something wrong and I had to correct her. She said there was “an awful lot of anger there that’s genuinely Brittany’s.” She was using these surrogates to process it. She said Britt needed to be able to express herself, even including saying things I’d otherwise find unacceptable. Laurel suggested that though the entities were genuine, Brittany

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