I spent a lot of time in self-bondage, but after a while the satisfaction this brought began to fade, and since much of my life was spent thinking abo...t them, the stories began to seem more and more like things I could accomplish. Had to accomplish, I should say; it felt as though they were the only way I could fill a void that had opened within me. And so my plan began to form. I had only a few relatives and friends, none close; I hadn’t kept up with any of my reasonably numerous. I was just, sort of... well, testing her. That's all really. Mom totally freaked both of us out by what she almost did... I just couldn't deal with it.So we pretended that nothing happened. I was the daughter again, and she played the Mom. And she even got strict with me, and made me do all sorts of stupid chores that I didn't even have to do before, but I didn't argue because I didn't want to have another fight. I might let something slip... again... But no matter how hard we tried, it was. I don’t know if I was thinking it to myself or to her, but she heard me.“Scared? You just jumped into my head. I can feel you. I can hear you. Who are you?”Ramie. I felt compelled to answer.“I have been possessed. I will not let you have my soul, demon!” She was beginning to hyperventilate. I couldn’t get enough air in my lungs. Her lungs. What was happening? “Demon Ramie, by the power of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, I command you out of this sacred temple of the divine and consign you. It was for real. I was blown and I knew it. "Now really, but I was in that great sandbox called the middle east."I was thinking hard trying to figure out how I was going to get out of the mess I was in. In evaluating why I wasn't dead already, I had to ask myself why they had nursed me back to health just to kill me. So maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought, or maybe they just found out who I was."We found her working as a waitress in one the drink house where we sell product. Barry likes to hire.