When I was a teenager I went to a residential rehab. I was just depressed. My dad was fairly wealthy. These kids I was in with were CPS mentally I’ll awaiting foster care, juvie, or jail. Well, they set up to worship Satan in there. They brought flame from seemingly nowhere I think it was them using the electrical outlets - to light candles. They set up a pentagram with candles and they used to worship Satan next door. And the staff were very SUPPORTIVE because these kids were under the care of the state. They couldn’t deprive them of their religious rights.

I was roommates with two guys. One of the guys was a devil worshipper that used to hang out next door. Guy snuck in this creepy ass ring. He said it was from an Indian burial ground. I shit you not the guy would seemingly teleport or walk through walls. He also heard things I said that would’ve been impossible for him to physically hear.

One night he showed me a card trick. The kids was doing things that were absolutely impossible. It was our deck of cards. He could changed them to all one suit or all one card and he was just doing crazy card tricks. So, my roommate and I were getting creeped out so we took his ring after finding his hiding spot and chucked it over the fence when we were outside on break from therapy.

And he comes back with it on. And that night after he came back from being next door worshipping satan; he came in and started speaking like he was possessed and attacked us. It was so bad that we both had to restrain him and punch him a few times.

So then that kid gets moved out of our room but then this guy gets a new roommate over there and the possessed kid wrote out a note and pretended to be me in the note threatening his new roommate. I didn’t do anything but they were all over me about it and I almost got charged with a crime.

It might sound crazy. I still struggle to believe that this really happened. But it did. I wasn’t crazy. Most my life I’ve tried to live in denial it didn’t happen or my mind made it up or I was on meds. No it fucking happened and if I remembered or knew the kids name who was my roommate he’ll tell you the exact same story. That was burned into my memory pretty hard