I don't know what I was thinking when I voted for paranormal phenomena, because I don't believe in it. But there was a time of darkness in my life when I did: when I was a child (I think that most of our post will start with our childhood) I believed that there was ghosts, angels, demons, witchcraft and god (Ok, now I'm joining any pieces of my life, in this years I went to the church with my family, my brother listened to gothic metal, my grandparents died...). But all these things appear blurred in my memory (help me psychologists mates). Thus, I going to tell you about my little story like a bad christian ( The Christian Story of Cristian ?/My name is merely because my father loved so much to his cousin named Cristian). My parents were good christians and took me to he church every saturday (because there was only one priest in the area and he can't make the ritual in all churches on sunday) but I was a very nosy boy, and I asked all the thing about the religious...