Author: Willie Freeman
Published: December 31, 1969
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Chapter One: "An Understanding"
The world and I have never exactly been friends. I would like to believe we have an “understanding,” but even that would be a stretch at this point. I used to believe that I was diplomatic. Unfortunately, the world had a rather contrary opinion of me. I don’t even try anymore.
I live alone with a powerful spirit who fills me day and night causing me to do things that I normally wouldn’t. But make no mistake, it doesn’t “possess” me. I possess it. We have an “understanding,” you might say.
This ghost didn’t appear until they followed through with their plan to murder my older brother. Don’t get me wrong, he’s still alive, but when they tried to destroy him and failed…that’s when the spirit came to the Earth to stay. It wasn’t until my “drowning accident” that we were formally introduced. When Don finally pulled me out of that freezing water I felt like a new man. I also felt like I was not alone. I soon discovered I would never be alone again.
I still hear the water in my ears as I gasped for breath and stared into eternity with blurred eyes thinking to myself, “Not today, devil, you won’t have me this day.” Something changed deep within me.
It was like I was being reintroduced to my family. Well, technically I was being “introduced” if you want to put it that way. I’ve always been one for melodrama.
My older brother was now King. What he said went, no discussion, no added interpretation. And if my brother is king, then it goes without saying that my father is now God. No one but my older brother actually lives up to his standards, but if you’re in good with the King, then God smiles upon you. Can you blame him?
