Hello dear readers! I decided to share with you what really happened to me. I know that many of you will not believe me, others will condemn me. Well, your right! But what was, it was! So … The thing is, pipes have always been my passion. And then one day I was lucky: I was hired to work in a specialized tobacco shop. I was happy! And since I have always been a believer, I regularly went to church, where I thanked God for the "happiness" presented to me.
However, this "happiness" lasted only six months - problems suddenly began at work, I was massively framed, and to my grief I had to quit. I got depressed. But I continued to go to Mass, to pray. And God, as it seemed to me, "heard" me - I was invited to work in another similar store. But there, as it turned out, no one wanted to accept me at all, but only wanted me, as a competent specialist, to order goods for them, and even at parting, they were unfairly accused of theft!
How I got through this period defies description! And in the end I decided to commit suicide. I lay in my bed at night and chose the method. Suddenly, I physically felt someone's presence - although I was alone in the room! - so strong that it became hard for me to breathe, and even breathed some kind of cold. “Who are you?” I asked …
In short, Lucifer himself appeared to me. And we had a mental dialogue. In the end, we made an agreement, which I signed in blood … Thus, the Devil saved me, and God, as always, was distant and indifferent.
Since then, my life has really changed: my enemies were punished in full, and the girl, whom I loved very much, and whom I could not see with another person, I became absolutely indifferent! I would like to add that you do not believe those who say that the Devil is a deceiver. Not true! He strictly fulfills everything that you agree with him.
And the other day in our house a priest died, with whom I was friends. After his death, he appeared to me in a dream. “What have you done?..” he said to me. According to him, it turned out that really, in life here on Earth, I will live in contentment, but then, after death in Eternity, awful torment awaits me … So choose what is best for you!
Why am I writing this? I don't know myself. Perhaps someone in a similar situation will act differently than me, and my story will serve as a warning to him - who knows? As for me, I have no regrets! Good luck!