The Exorcism Of Emily Rose.

Ok, I'm going to embarrass myself and take part in Marzie's spooky tales contest simply because I'm desperate for the mug ... LOL! What I mean by embarrassing myself is I've read the other spooky postings of those other fellow desperado's ... urmmm ... I mean participants (LOL) and they're all so blooming good! How to win like this la ...

'Hey people, can't you give a desperate fellow a decent chance to win the mug, ah?'

So, I'm just gonna try and see if I stand any chance at all. All the others who took part in Marzie's contest have such chilling stories that mine pales in comparison. Why don't the rest of you guys just sent Marzie a comment and say you're all pulling out of this contest and then I can win the mug. Please, please pwetty please ... LOL!

This is not really a ghostly or spooky story, but more about exorcism. This is something that I witnessed with my own eyes all those years ago. I was about 6 or 7 years old back then living in my old neighbourhood. So, the details to this story might be a little sketchy.

There was this particular family living across the road from us, a typical Eurasian family. Father, Mother and 3 lovely little daughters. They were nice people and my family were friends with them. We attend the same church and stuff like that. Actually everyone in the neighbourhood were friends with each other, unlike these days where we hardly know our next door neighbours.

Anyway, back to the story. There was nothing particularly wrong with our neighbourhood though it was old but no weird happenings until one evening. Normally around 5pm, my cousins and me would go out in the yard (We had a huge front yard back then) and play a game of football or badminton and such. This particular evening, we heard screams coming from the house of that family. Naturally we stopped what we were doing and gazed in that direction though none of us made any effort to go see what was wrong.

My grandfather who normally sits in the porch during our games, walked up and went over to their house (the screams had stopped by then) to find out what was happening. We saw him go in, then come out a few minutes later. He had this look of shock on his face. When we asked him what was wrong. He just looked at us and said ...

'Nothing you kids should be concerned about ...'

So, kids being kids, we continued our game of football and totally forgot the incident until it happened again a few days later. This time we were intrigued and decided to find out more. So we went to Grandpa and forced out the truth from him. He relented and told us that one of the daughters of that family was possessed and it would take hold of her at certain times and she would start screaming. We got the chills when we heard this story but pushed it aside cos it didn't concern us and besides, what do 7 year olds know about possessions, right?

Wrong! The screamings started getting more frequent and a lot of the neighours were getting involved in it. Through whisperings between my grandfather, grandmother, my aunts and my mom, we kids (there were 6 of us) found out that the little girl was possessed by this snake thingy and that at certain times of the day she would actually turn into a snake (we didn't believe a single word of this) and that a priest had been found to perform an exorcism.

'Exorcism? what the heck was that?'

We couldn't even pronounce the word properly but that didn't stop us from finding out when it was going to be held. We were curious kids (what do you expect of bratty 7 year olds). The day of the exorcism came and we wanted to go but was told in very harsh terms by grandma not to even go anywhere near the house until it was over! Grandpa and the rest of the family went cos they were church members and the more people there to pray for the little girl during this exorcism the better.

So, the moment they went to the house, the 3 of us (the other 4 didn't dare disobey grandma) sneaked out, and went over to the house. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depends on how you look at it), there was a window slightly open and we got front row seats. We were ecstatic.

So, the priest started the exorcism. Nothing was happening at the moment, the little girl was normal, sitting on the couch, feeling a little perplexed by all that was happening. The priest was reciting prays, then he held the little girls head and dabbed some holy water on her forehead. Now, that's when the fireworks started!

The little girl suddenly gave the priest this really evil smile, pushed his hands away, started to scream and slither to the floor. Yes, SLITHER! I saw this with my own 7 year old eyes and yet I could hardly believe it. The rest of the people in attendance tried to hold her down but can you believe that grown men couldn't pin this (I think she was about 6 years old) girl down. She swatted them like flies! Everyone was trying their best to pin her down as the priest kept chanting something which I didn't pay attention to.


I was rooted to the ground in absolute fear. The colour had drained from the face of the 3 of us. I could feel the hairs on my back rise, My knees were shaking and I was sweating beads of cold sweat. I even think I wet my pants! What I was witnessing was not something a 7 year old should be seeing (serves us right for not listening to grandma!). That little girl was by this time slithering around like a snake on the floor, screaming, hissing, uttering some gibberish and trying to attack the priest. The whole congregation was doing their best to keep her still and let the priest work his miracle.

What really frightened me was, the little girls face had turned into this twisted unrecognizable thing. Her eyes were reddish and in every true fact she looked and acted like a snake even though her physical body still remained human. It was like something straight out of the Exorcist! The air around the place was cold (I was probably cold and numb in fear). You could literally feel the 'evil' in the air. I don't really remember what happened next but to cut a long story short, the priest did rid the child of whatever that had gotten hold of her.

I remember vaguely finally running the hell out of there, totally pale and almost crying from fear. We reached home, locked ourselves in our room under our blankets shivering from the experience we just witnessed. We didn't tell anyone we sneaked out and the other 4 who didn't join us were sworn to secrecy. I know I had nightmares for months on end. I refused to sleep with the lights off and I refused to sleep alone. I had this rosary tucked under my pillow which I clutched every night till I feel asleep. I think grandma and grandpa knew we disobeyed them by sneaking out but I guess they probably thought what we saw was punishment enough for us.

Even to this day I find it hard to believe what I saw that day. Somehow I don't even know if I what I saw that day was real or not. I know I saw this little 6 year old girl fight off much stronger men, slither like a snake, looked like a snake, behaved like a snake with a priest in attendance. It was like a scene out of the movies, that's for sure. All I'll know is what I saw was not something I would ever wish on for anyone to see. If you're wanna see people being possessed, go watch a movie. It's much safer :)

Well, that was my little spooky story. Not as frightening as the rest of you guys but I hope it's enough to win the mug. And if this story isn't good enough to win Marzie, maybe you'll have pity on that frightened 7 year child and the harrowing experience he went through to find it in your heart to let me win the mug to make up for the scarred childhood that he had (sob,sob) ... Shameless, that's what I am! LOL!