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28 | WheelsOfGrace.com | #57 It's a deeply disturbing story about the darkest type of evil, but Patricia was only a kindergarten-aged girl when she was forced into a satanic cult. Starting from when she was a little child, she was tortured and tormented, all in the name of the devil himself. Now, decades after enduring this living nightmare, she's breaking her silence. "The people you trust the most who are supposed to take care of you and protect you from harm actually did the harm," she recalls. When Patricia was five years old, she says she was initiated into this secret, satanic cult through a series of sick and abusive rituals. "I was whisked away by family members to take part in a ceremony, a ritual," she says. "In the basement, there was an altar that was made out of wood. And on the floor of the concrete was a pentagram painted with red paint. Then there were family members and also occult members around in a circle around the altar. They were chanting in some unknown language. I just remember being pinned down, strapped down and then a ritual performed on me." Patricia says she was violated and pledged to satan. But the horror didn't stop there. Satanic rituals and animal sacrifice continued throughout her childhood. "We were forced to drink the blood. We were forced to eat eyes and if we didn't, we were tormented until we did. And the eyes were to give us power to see into the spirit realm." For Patricia, there was no safe place. By Robert Hull Forced into satanism as a little girl, tormented woman finds peace in Christ "I Was Able to See Demons" Forced into satanism as a little girl, tormented woman finds peace in Christ "I Was Able to See Demons" Unable to process the abuse, she suppressed her memories. "The night terrors would continue and the dreams. My brain was trying to sort it all out, work it all out. You know, it's a nightmare. It's an absolute nightmare. I felt like I was living a constant horror movie. That's how I describe it. A horror movie on Halloween." The woman at the well, the woman who touched His garment, I was those women, the woman who was about to be stoned. I was all those women in one. At thirteen years old she ran away from home. But the darkness she'd grown up with followed her. In her teens and twenties, Patricia read tarot cards and communicated with spirits. All the while she lived in constant fear and darkness. "I was able to see demons and spirits, ghosts. And as I got older, I had spiritual guides. I wanted power. I wanted to have complete power over my life because I didn't have any power over my life when I was younger. Any time that I tried to get healing from the occult, the first thoughts that would come to my mind was to kill myself, which I tried many times to do. Whether it be slicing my wrists or taking an overdose of pills. Ending up in the hospital, ending up in psychiatric ward." Patricia longed for freedom but didn't know where to turn. "I wanted peace. I wanted to be happy, but I didn't know how to get it, because I was afraid of God. I hated God. I didn't... wanted nothing to do with Him. I was searching to be safe. I was searching for peace. I was searching to be loved." Desperate, Patricia went to church with a Christian friend. As the church worshiped, she felt the love of Jesus for the first time. Then she says she felt something else. "Everybody was praising God and I wanted to do what everybody was doing. I wanted to feel what they were feeling. I needed the freedom. So I raised my hands, and a dark presence came up behind me and literally jerked my shoulder. I wasn't budging though. I said, 'No. I'm not going. No, I'm not leaving. This is where I'm staying.' I continued worshiping, and I just kept crying and saying: 'Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.'" Patricia became a Christian and began a long journey to freedom and wholeness with Jesus. "I got on my face, and I said, 'I want to feel you moving in my life, I want to feel release from these strongholds. I want to feel peace.' When I got off the floor, He was there with me. GRAPHIC CONTENT NOT FOR SENSITIVE READERS OR CHILDREN

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