" 𝔦'𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡
𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔡
𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔡𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫."

— 𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔩

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March 15, 2005 ——

Not everything that goes bump in the night is explicitly evil. It took awhile for that thought to actually make sense in my head since it went against everything I'd been taught growing up. Mom died when I was only five. I don't remember too much other than the fact that my dad claims it was demons. He blames demons for most things nowadays, including his drinking habits. Most people would mean personal, metaphorical demons. My dad can hardly separate the literal from the metaphorical anymore. But as there are demons out in the world, it would be a safe assumption to be believe that an opposite must exist. Yet angels remained a myth until physically making themselves known. Between light and darks there's shades of gray that both sides like to dip their pinky toes in. Which is why looks and preconceived notions can be deceiving in this line of business

signed,

N.S.

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