Reality of A Young Jesus Believer

  The Others By: Shenielle Ameish Duncan      I was awoken by their presence.   It was as if the atmosphere had suddenly changed, the air was now thick and breathing became a difficulty.   Their presence weakened me somewhat and I tried to fight the atmospheric venom that was now consuming me slowly.   They spoke in accordance; simultaneously whispering negativity, telling me I was nothing, chanting I was weak and I would not escape them like I did in previous times.   This time was final and I could feel the humid sheath of death lingering, smiling at me with pleasure.   Fear caressed me bitterly, crippling every cell in my body.        My spirit was now watching me lie motionless.   The linens had been removed during my physical struggle to evade the dark presence that lingered around me, taunting me, rebuking me, mocking me.   My nakedness was exposed and they clawed at my flesh, piercing me with what felt like large needles boring into my skin and I was bleeding.   They were

  Hello,😊 My name is Shenielle, I am a young woman who believes in the Bible from Genesis to Revelation every word is true. I will only speak of my late grandmother not because she was the only person in my life but because my spiritual life was established through her and being an adult now I fully understand exactly my purpose here on earth as a true believer in Jesus Christ. I live through faith in Jesus and because of this, I have experienced the good the bad, and the indifferent.  I was grown to believe in Jesus, my grandmother her soul rest in peace, taught me about Jesus and the prophets of the Bible.  I was young but she made sure to explain it within the context of my young mind so that I would understand.  Every night before bed I would pray, 'Gentle Jesus meek and mild, look upon a little child, pity my simplicity, suffer me to come to thee Amen,' often times I got it twisted but I never went to bed one night without kneeling and talking to Jesus. I often ran to