[ WP ] As a child you were the victim of demonic possession and underwent a successful exorcism ritual . Years later you have have a spouse and a young child . One day your child starts to act strangely ...

This is my first one, bear with me! 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 I hardly remember much about my childhood, I was always the oddball that no one wanted to play with. I often noticed parents whispering things I could not make out and peers my age would tend to steer far from me. However, one of the many things I tried to avoid but somehow always had nightmares about was June 19, 1992. I was merely a child at the time but remembered that night vividly. I remember the dimly lit candles, the suffocating smell of incenses, and the brightness of the priests cloak in the middle of the night. My parents at that point have had enough. Apparently the night before it had come to a breaking point. In the middle of the night I had somehow managed to walk into the kitchen, grab a knife, worked my way to our adorable husky, Aurora, and attempted to stab her multiple times. Aurora let out a huge growl and bark and directly ran to our bedroom. The night of June 19th was a huge blur, and when I awoke the next morning all was well. 
 
 
 
 
 
 After that, little paranormal things inevitably always occurred around me. For one, I would feel something following me. Little things would go missing or rearranged such as my phone would end up in the kitchen when I charged it in my bed the night before. Nothing too serious. I always thought of it as someone was watching over me after all the bad stuff that happened. Of course, I never brought any of this up to my wife or beautiful newborn son as I did n't want to scare them. Hell, even my parents forbid me to talk about it and whenever I asked about it was quickly silenced. I always thought to myself, `` After all, it could be worse right?'' 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Jason was our firstborn son and only son. My wife and I agreed that we only wanted one child and was extremely happy he was a Boy. When we first had Jason, I realized I wanted to move out of our childhood home so we could get a fresh start. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 The night of Jason's birthday, I stop by Coldstones and get him a chocolate cake and some chinese takeout. We celebrate as a little family, take pictures, and we tell him to make a wish. I tuck him into bed and my wife and I go to bed. I wake up coughing and hear Aurora barking coughing, almost choking on the clouds of incenses in our bedroom and am instantly next to me lays a pool of red. Aurora is next to me whimpering. I can make out a shadow of what looks to be a little boy, holding a knife, I look over to my alarm clock and realize its June 19th.
