*THE FOLLOWER part 1*

by DANNY ISAAC
(MANSFIELD OHIO)


IT ALL STARTED WEN I WAS 4 YRS. OLD. WE LIVED IN A SMALL SUBURBAN TOWN OF ASHLAND OHIO.

NOT MUCH GROWING UP, WITH THINGS TO DO,I HAD MY VIDEO GAMES AND FOOD. MY FAMILY AND I WEREN'T VERY COMMUNICATIVE- DAD {UNKNOWN SPIRITUALITY} HARD ON COMMUNICATION. ME AND MOM {A STRONG BELIEVER IN CHRIST} WERE ON GOOD TERMS - SO YA YOU GET THE PICTURE.

AGE 4:

OK SO I REALLY HATED THIS BLACK CRIB. IT WAS SO BIG AND UGLY {THAT'S ONE I'LL NEVER FORGET IS THAT UGLY CRIB} CREEPED ME OUT TOO EVERY TIME I GOT PUT IN IT. THEN ONE DAY AS I WAS PUT IN THE CRIB AND I STARTED CRYING CUZ I DIDN'T WANT IN THAT STUPID CRIB. {SORRY ALL MY FAMILY PICTURES GOT BURNED UP SADLY TO SAY IN OUR FIRST HOUSE FIRE} AS I GOT IN, MY OLDER SISTERS {CANT MENTION NAMES; CONFIDENTIALITY} LEFT THE UPPER ROOM AND WENT DOWN STAIRS. AND AS ALWAYS, A CD PLAYER WOULD BE PLAYED OUTSIDE MY DOOR TO HELP ME GO TO SLEEP. AFTER THAT IT WAS TIME FOR BED {IT WAS DAY TIME AND DO U REALLY THINK AN ADD BIPOLAR CHILD IS GONNA SLEEP THAT QUICK?} AND WASN'T GONNA. AFTER A LITTLE BIT OF TIME PAST I FELT WEIRD LIKE SOMETHING WASN'T RIGHT... {LOOKING BACK ON EVERYTHING). I FELT A LOT OF WEIGHT IN THE ATMOSPHERE LOOKING PAST THE CORNER OF THE WALL WHERE THE CRIB WAS SITTING. AND SO I LEANED BACK, TO RECOVER MY EMOTIONS. THIS TIME I GAVE IT A SECOND LOOK AGAIN. STILL NOTHING...

BUT AS I LEANED BACK INTO THE CRIB, IT STARTED RAPIDLY SHAKING. I STARTED CRYING WITH TEARS AND FEAR RUNNING DOWN MY EYES. MY OLDER SISTERS HEARD MY CRIES AND RUSHED UP THE STAIRS TO MY AID. BUT BEFORE THEY GOT TO THE DOOR, EVERYTHING IN THE ATMOSPHERE: THE SHAKING OF THE CRIB, HEAVINESS IN THE AIR, AND THE FEELING OF EXTREME FEAR: LEFT THE ROOM BEFORE THEY COULD REALIZE WHY I WAS CRYING {WHICH TO THIS DAY REMAINS A MYSTERY TO MY WHOLE FAMILY}: EXCEPT ME. I AM 23 NOW AND THIS IS NO PHYSIOLOGICAL EXPERIENCE, THIS IS REALITY. THANK YOU JESUS MY JEHOVAH FOR PROTECTING ME.

-DANNY A.K.A {DR. LOVE}

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