My Roommates are Demon-Huntresses...

So one day I stumbled on a link to a church. Not just any church, but one that seemed a little bit hell-bent on driving out demons and recognizing those poor sorry souls affected by demon possession.

It had to be legit! After all they had a nifty quiz to determine whether you (or anyone you wanted to take the test for) are a demon-possessed child of Satan.

Being the naturally curious person I am, I decided to take the test.

Sure enough, I'm an evil heathen. Uh...kay! (Pardon, but I don't think I can take a 15 question quiz on a site with enough grammatical and spelling errors to make an English teacher go into convulsions, very seriously.)

Thinking that this was one of the most ridiculous things I had seen in awhile, I decided to share it with my roommates.

Yes, I am that stupid.

Because as soon as I mentioned that "I took an online quiz. Apparently I have a demon inside me." it all went to hell.

It suddenly got very quiet. They just looked at me, then at each other, back to me, and then to each other again, some sort of intense focus lit up their eyes.

Then Rachel whispered, "Get the salt"

...

And that's when I ran.

The long story short I locked myself in my room for an hour as they banged on the door bearing a salt shaker (and a seasoning salt shaker. Hooray for improv!) and rebuking the demon inside me. I also had my forehead smacked and "holy city tap water" thrown on me when I did deign to leave my room. Oh, and "exorcism" was Googled several times.

...I think I'd rather have the demon, thank you very much.

But at least it made for an interesting night. I love my roommates XD