by Bev Walton-Porter
My name is Libby Jean Stanwick, and I’m possessed.
When I say I’m possessed, I mean THAT kind of possessed. The kind that involves demons, Satan, Lucifer, and all of that. The kind of possessed you read about in books, hear about from the Catholic Church, and see in movies. Remember Regan in The Exorcist? Yeah, like her. But more fucked up and more real.
This is my story.