Where Are My Minions At?

Ever since I was a small kid I had this thought that used to scratch at the sanity in my head.

I used to think that I belonged to some sort of group; sort of like a special people's group. With powers that would develop at an older age. I also thought that one day my fellow 'followers' would come and find me. Kidnap me away and help me develop these powers to use it as the tool to saving the world.

My uncle used to call me Satan's spawn. The Devil, a witch.

Me though, I always viewed myself as someone who would save the world, and not bring evil into it. I figured the grumpy old drunk just hated me, probably felt my special people powers, and was jealous that he was not the 'chosen one'. Or maybe...maybe he was afraid of me.

As a baby my mom told me that I was unlike any other baby people had come across.

Most infants look around with crazy google eyes at everything in sight. Me though, I never cared about what was going on around me. I instead would look right square into people's eyes, not blinking...just staring...staring.... If they broke the eye contact I would begin to cry.

My Aunts all told my mom they didn't like holding me because of it. That they got uncomfortable that I looked into their eyes like that, like I was trying to read their soul.

As an infant my family pretty much had me labeled as evil. I know, it sounds crazy, but it's the truth. I'd been labeled a little black sheep since birth.

The only relative that took a liking to me was my uncle on my moms side. Unfortunately he lived in the city so seeing him was stretched out into weekend visits once a year.

At the age of 3 I am told that I had an imaginary friend named Patrick. Patrick and I would do everything together. Dance, sing, play hide and seek, and we even had weekly scheduled tea parties that my kid brother was not invited to. Supposedly Patrick didn't like my brother.

When my mom told my family about my new imaginary friend, instead of my Aunts and Uncles just accepting this was a normal thing that some children go through, they began spreading the rumor that I was speaking to demons, or evil spirits.

At the age of 7 I pretty much understood my black sheep role in the eyes of my relatives. I was never comfortable around them, and I could hear them snicker or say something about me as I exited a room. I was 7 for Christ sakes, and it hurt like hell. I didn't understand why they hated me. I never gave them a reason; I was just born.

I never hurt little animals, I love animals! I never got into fights with my cousins, I never had bad letters home from school. Nothing. In fact I'd even consider myself the perfect kid. Mind full of manners, a smile, compassion for others.

I was evil though. It was clear, when it came to them, there was no getting past that.

At the age of 12 things began to really get to me. I was a young woman now, and the way these people treated me, and the way they talked about me had to come to an end.

It had gotten to a point that I felt I was losing my sanity. My only rock was my mother, and my cousin who was also branded ba ba black sheep.

Everything that went wrong in their lives would be blamed on me. If something turned up missing in their homes, I got accused of stealing.

I began to hate them. If they were going to talk, I wanted to give them something to talk about.

I walked my butt to the public library one day with a mission in mind. I checked out a book on witchcraft. I figured if I was this alleged evil witch they all said I was, I may as well tune in to my calling no?

I studied, studied hard, and even began my first little white rituals at the age of 12. I figured by 13 I'd be so powerful I could just kill all the fuckers (oh my! Had they perhaps made me evil?) with some magic wand or something. Besides 13 is that number where things are supposed to happen. Magical things.

White Magick lost its charm pretty fast. It was about 5 months in that I found myself doing these cheesy rituals with no magical results. Plus, I didn't want to thank flowers every time I picked them.

The books I was looking for weren't sold in libraries, or book stores. The books I wanted were darker. I wanted to create oozing blisters on the tongues of all those who spoke ill of me. I wanted to destroy my pain...and they were my cause. The reason I was the bottled up friendless pre-teen I was. The reason my self esteem was obsolete.

Most families build up the self esteem of children, not break them down. My family must be special. My family must be evil.

Like a depressed recently divorced widow, instead of hitting the bottle, I hit the books.

By the age of 16 I had learned my way around a dark kitchen. Conjuring up things I care not to speak about due to the judging eyes reading this piece.

I didn't hide it either. My family, my tormentors, they knew damn well about the wicked little things I was playing with, and the funny thing was I never heard the word evil, demon, Satan, or any other foul thing spoken in regards to me.

The words though still slipped from their tongues when I was not around. I always found out what was said though. Stupid creatures always messed up whenever I was not present, and someone always brought me back the information I needed to continue hating them.

At the age of 18 I got into astrology, stars and signs. I learned about my 3 birth numbers, and frankly it scared the shit out of me.

666.

Yep. Who the hell would of thunk it?

I did it over and over and over again, expecting a different result. Yet deep in me, perhaps it was a number I wanted to see. Odd that I wanted to see it, yet could not believe it when it was written out before me.

I tried finding a match, surely this was a number that many people got.

The stars must have been aligned so perfectly the day we were born, because my cousin, my best friend, her numbers matched mine. Two 666 children.

What are the odds?

I called her and let her know. I also gave her the formula on how to figure out birth numbers to confirm it.

Besides her though, I did everyone else I could think of. Everyone! My mom, my dad, sister, brother, cousins, aunts, friends, uncles.... and no other matched. My cousin did the same, and none of her friends had this infamous number as their birth number.

In all, of around 70 or so people, only her and I were a match for the mark of the beast.

Had perhaps my family known all along- something about me perhaps effected them mentally, and they knew without being told, without having some astrology chart in front of them?

Like a squirrel that gives birth to a rare white baby squirrel. It kills it immediately.

Seeing that you can't rip apart a human baby for being different... maybe they figured they could kill it in another way. Maybe they thought they could make it kill itself.

Am I really the spawn of the devil? I say no. But some religious texts may say otherwise.

I don't mess around in such things anymore. Like a drug, it takes one bad overdose to set you straight.

Do I still feel like I was put her for some super strange cause?

In a way yes.

So... where my minions at?

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goldentoad profile image

goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

MellaV, we have bible class tonight at my house, please come join us.


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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth Author

Mark of the beast here... hello. lol. I will melt or something.lol


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

Don't worrry, we'll order pizza too, it will be nice. HA!

I was never thought of as evil until later life but I'm still trying to convince them that I'm just angry at evil.

Great read as always and don't go running away for such long periods of time.


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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth Author

: ) The church had me locked up in some little closet all month long. lol. J/P Work picked up... annoying spring breakers, and warm weather cause havoc here. lol.


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Cris A 7 years ago from Manila, Philippines

I guess they got it wrong in the movies. It's a girl darn it! Not Damien, poor boy!


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Pam Roberson 7 years ago from Virginia

Mellas, this was incredible to read, and, for the life of me, I'll never understand how anyone could ever think a child was anything other than innocent and beautiful. The way you eventually handled it was actually way more healthy than how some people, like me, would have dealt with it. At least you directed your anger towards the people who deserved it, and who can blame a kid for that? I completely identify with the whole black sheep thing. You really touched me here.

You obviously are very special, and I'll be your minion!! :) When do I start? Do I need a uniform? A tattoo? Are there specific commandments I should memorize? :D


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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth Author

Lol. I adore you Pam. Your simply a delight... and sure, you can be a minion... the books say you have to have some sort of mark.. but whatever to books. lol.


C. C. Riter 7 years ago

I'll confess here. I was an eveil child yip. played with fire, tortured little pussy cats. I liked to throw them off bridges. Threw rocks at my sisters and just some things i cannot tell. I was pure evil. Why? well I was the only one of eith who never got no titty! I had to suck a bottle. At least that what my Mama told me many years later.

I never did rituals, didn't need to, had my own. I could've been a serial killer I guess. Be careful how you treat your babies. You ain't evil, and toads right, don't stay away so long


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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth Author

oh man CC you hurt the kitties!?!!? My granny used to do this too, throw em in pillow sacks off of bridges. Not so much because she wanted to, but because I guess cats were considered rodents in her time? I dunno the logic rreally, but I would get so sad whenever she told the stories.


C. C. Riter 7 years ago

That was normal in those days. Even puppies. bad charlie *slaps face*


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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth Author

Yes... very bad Charlie. lol. I forgive you... so long as you are no longer partaking in kitty killing adventures. lol.


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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

Kitty Killers??? :D Where do i sign up for minionship?


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

Everyone here is invited to my bible study this wednesday night, we have little ceaser's pizza if you are hungry too.


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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

Ooooooh Bible study has my vote...And kool aid too?


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

yes, we will have fruit punch flavored kool-aid with half a bag of sugar in it.


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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth Author

YES I am in... you def cannot have kool aid without the half a bag of sugar. It just wouldnt be the same.


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

I'll even pick a lemon off my neighbor's tree for anyone who wants to get a little crazy with their drink.


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Christoph Reilly 7 years ago from St. Louis

I like that French Minion Soup, with the cheese melted on top? It's good stuff. Maybe GT can serve some at bible study this week. I always figured the devil's spawn would be facinating and funny as hell. You is it. And I love you for it!


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

French Minion Soup, do they sell that at the 99 cent store, like five packets for a buck? If so, thats a possibility CR.


Amy G 7 years ago

Mella~ Cool hub! I was also considered "different" by family, but not for the same reasons. Or, maybe it was...nobody really talked to me long enough to say for sure! How DO you find out your birth numbers? I would have ZERO surprise if mine matched yours. ;p

And GT~ I'll be there for bible study IF you have fries and ranch.


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

For you Amy G- I will cut the potatos and fry em myself, and I will steal some ranch from little ceaser pizza.

did you see our friend writing essays today?


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Christoph Reilly 7 years ago from St. Louis

Amy G; Maybe your family Thought you were different because you were hawt and they weren't!


Amy G 7 years ago

GT, our friend is a douchebag of incredible proportions. I've chosen not to look - I'll just end up putting rat poison in his cult wine, or something.

CR, hmmm... probably so. Must be...I'm sticking with that! :P


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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

Who is a douchebag...tell me !!! :)


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

check the religious forum, Calling all christians, then follow the thread.


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AEvans 7 years ago from SomeWhere Out There

You are definitely not the spawn of Satan and those are only numbers as your Uncle started with his comment when you were young and then Satan reared his horns in there when you started looking at numerology and astrology, then of course the family added fire to the flame and there you have it, they were hoping you were the spawn of Satan so that they could talk about you. They were watching to many horror movies when they were teenagers.Lol

You are a great person and those numbers do not mean anything GENIUS!!!:)


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

no AE, she is the spawn of satan, that's why we like her, she has the number


Amy G 7 years ago

lol GT! I sure like her. Anybody as shunned as myself HAS to be cool!

Pest~ be sure to give the douchebag my love!


Amy G 7 years ago

Tell him that my jesus is cooler than his jesus! That'll make him cry.

Sorry for changing the subject again Mella! Your hub rocks. Did I already tell you that?


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Pest 7 years ago from A Couch, Lake Odessa, MI

Douche baggery is fun!  stoopid douches!  douche is just fun to say.  douche, douche, douche...  ** "yay", jumps up and down clapping hands, drooling. **


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AEvans 7 years ago from SomeWhere Out There

What is this thing with douchebag??? I have been trying to find it, what page and who is being called that, I am lost...:(

GT: You are funny I don't have that number and neither does Amy and you like us.:)


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

I don't know I think Amy might too


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Christoph Reilly 7 years ago from St. Louis

Awww, I don't know how I let you talk me into entering the dreaded religious forum..Nobody goes there anymore..it's too crowded. Anyway, there's always plenty of douchebags in there...always. According to him, it's his JOB to come on HubPages and do his thang. If it's a job, who is paying him then? I'll pay you GT, to kick his douchebag ass some more.


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

Pest's turn.


Amy G 7 years ago

AE, I agree with GT... Mella and I might just share that stamp!

CR, I'll never go in there again. My blood pressure is up to like....108. Geez!


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

I don't go in to debate, I go in to ruin the nonsense and the ego trippin', but since I saw you were away, I figured might as well play with him a little, I like to see how many essays they write.


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gwendymom 7 years ago from Oklahoma

Hey I want to know how to do this birthday number thingy too. I don't think your the devil Mellas, but I'm not so sure about gt. Has anyone taste tested the kool aid? Is it grape and laced with arsenic? Hmm, I'm not drinking it until someone else tries it first.


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

GM- don't worry, I got bottled water for you, but don't tell anyone where you got it


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mayhmong 7 years ago from North Carolina

First off,

Wow, I went through exactly the same thing!? I thought I wasn't meant to be born as a happy human being that deserves love. Yeah, I did looked in to demonic stuff, but that didn't last long. I was also considered as the black sheep of the family. Trying to figure things out on my own almost had me killed?! But I knew that I deserve to have a better life.

BTW, I think you got yourself some pretty nice minions on this hub! We are all here for you!


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gwendymom 7 years ago from Oklahoma

Thanks GT, I definetly try the pizza though. Dang, my I shoud ahve waited for the last minute to tell you that.


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

I wouldn't eat the pizza either, its from little ceasars


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gwendymom 7 years ago from Oklahoma

LOL, good point.


C. C. Riter 7 years ago

Dang! I missed the party and kool aid too. Wait, this is wednesday, I'm coming too Toad. Pest, kick the shit out of the douchebag


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MellasViews 7 years ago from Earth Author

Was this my exorcism?

lol. Just kidding.

Glad you all stopped in.... the numbers you can find in pretty much any astrology book. It gives you this formula to work with. You base it off birthdate, hour... and name. I wish I could remember the book where I found this info from. Its buried in the basement somewhere under the spell cauldron. haha.-That was just a joke of course...

or..

was it?

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