Skip to product information
1 of 1

CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform

Andrea's Story: Trained by Satan, Recruited by God!: An Accounting of True Events!

Andrea's Story: Trained by Satan, Recruited by God!: An Accounting of True Events!

ISBN-13: 9781974555789
Regular price $12.04
Regular price Sale price $12.04
Sale Sold out
ANDREA'S STORY: TRAINED BY SATAN, RECRUITED BY GOD!The most curious thing about me is that I was a witch. That's what makes my finding God such a unique story. I had been practicing witchcraft since I was 14 years old. During my prison years, I studied and became a 3rd Degree High Priestess. I excelled in black magic and voodoo. I studied demonology and all sorts of occultist writings. I fought the system for years and suffered being put into administrative segregation, (The HOLE) next door to the only woman on death row in Idaho. MY STORY CONTINUES. At 19 years old, I had been in gun fights, knife fights, working at the strip club and a meth lab in my house. I stole money from banks and started making my own checks, I worked every scam under the sun. I was running around with killers and gang members and I was the boss. But eventually as time passed and more of us got arrested, they blamed me for everything and I got a ten-year sentence. I was released on parole at age 21 and parole violated one year later. I served out every day, the rest of my sentence, over five years. After that sentence was over, I got out for almost two years and got another beef of twelve years. I got out after three years, but I was only out for four months before I p.v.'d for running guns and drugs across Idaho, Nevada, and California. In my new crew, I handled all the computer, phone, and account hacking. I stole close to $100,000 in those four months. I was in a relationship with a man, he hit me and I ended up stabbing him. I was put on America's Most Wanted and Crime Stoppers for three weeks in a row for running. By this point in my life, I had been married three times, two of my four kids were "taken" from me, and I hardly knew my kids to begin with. I slit my wrists in a cell and bled out for half an hour before the guards found me. I slit them over her. I was so lost and self-destructive that I worshiped my wife and my witchcraft over even my own freedom. I was broken and obsessed and pitiful, and somewhere in those five years, I lost my soul. In prison, they all called me "Satanicka." My family called me "Little Dead Girl" because of my numerous scars, pale skin, and obsession with death. I used to say that I'd rather have a party in Hell then sit in Heaven on a stupid cloud. I had hate in my heart and I blamed God so anyone that was Christian or religious was an automatic target to direct my hatred. Other inmates used to refuse to be my roommate for fear that I would put spells on them or steal their hair. I had numerous voodoo dolls confiscated from me. I liked the fear and power over them. People would hold their breath when I'd walk into the chapel, like I was going to catch on fire or something, like God was going to strike me with lightning for going to church. I found it comical. I was filled with so much hurt and insecurity that I forgot even how to cry or laugh. I became numb and let my wickedness take me over. Then one day over the phone my Mom told me that my Grandfather was going to federal prison, and I lost it. My Grandfather was my real-life Guardian Angel. I would give days and years off of my own life and add them to his just so that I would never have to live without him. This made me die completely inside. Two days later, I was called into the sergeant's office and was told that my father had a heart attack and was in I.C.U. Then my "wife" broke up with me and I had enough. I slit both my wrists and laid down. I watched the blood surround me as I lay there. I wasn't scared to die. It was calm and I felt at peace. But then a guard walking by found me at it took four male officers to pick me up and save me. I cried when I saw that I was still alive. That was the first time I heard God's voice, I didn't know it at the time, but the voice told me this isn't how I'm meant to die, it's not my time.

  • | Author: Andrea May, Larry E Hunter
  • | Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
  • | Publication Date: Aug 10, 2017
  • | Number of Pages: 192 pages
  • | Language: English
  • | Binding: Paperback
  • | ISBN-10: 197455578X
  • | ISBN-13: 9781974555789
View full details