So, I had an appointment with the people who did my chair to fix some things, and my boss gave me a full day time off since we don’t know how long they will take. After the appointment finished. Mum told me that she needs to buy some food, so I said let me come with you.
We were going around the shop aisles, and suddenly here comes this guy, he stops us and asks my mum to pray on me. (when I’m not alone strangers asks questions about me to the people with me, not me as if I’m not old enough to speak my mind and that pisses me off). My mum told him yes you can pray on my son, to honest that’s not the answer I wanted it to hear, being that I was already super tired and wanted to go home.
Anyway, then he puts his hands on my leg and arm and starts praying on me in Maltese as he changes in English she begins to ask ‘God’ to remove the devil from inside me. At that moment, I looked at my mum and mouthed “ what the heck is going on.” (She looked at me like a deer in the headlights). Then he switches to a language that I don’t know, so I don’t know what was being said. He asks me if I feel any different and I said no, he told me to give it time and left. To this day, I feel the same as I felt before that day. I’ll leave it up to you whether to believe or not believe.