That is really the only acceptable time that I can think of. Let me add something to my original statement. You should never read latin out loud from a book unless you already know what it means and/or what will happen when you do.
Scout. You see, at first it was thought that I was the demon, but since tea leaves and emergency maple syrup are apparently foreign to American Girl Scouts, they were prime ingredients in the potions I used to help the possessed child out.
Get ready. This may be a little long.
So I'm not a huge fan of Girl Scout camp. So, to make it more enjoyable, me and my friend devised a plan. I would summon Satan on the first night. Now, this was a sleep away camp, and me and all of the other gullible mofos were trapped in a cabin together. First step: smuggle some ketchup out of the mess hall. Done, but I had to stuff in my shoe. Second step: draw pentagram. Chalk on the cabin floor, brought from home. Step three: arcane symbols. Mind you these kids were gullible. I just put down some random Japanese katakana. So I covered it with a blanket to wait for nightfall. Part two to be typed soon.
After trying my best to look especially suspicious at camp fire, (muttering under my breath, hissing, the works) we went back to the cabin to sleep. After lights out, I went to the floor, took off the blanket, and used some glo stick fluid to re-draw the pentagram. Then I began to chant. This is what I said.
Santo Rita meada mater
Ringo Jonah tino marlon
Jack la toga Janet Michael
Dumbledore the explorer... I've summoned you for the depths of hell.. Show yourself!
This got them out of bed. By a stroke of luck, it was a stormy night and lightning flashed. One of the girls screamed. I was worried about her telling the counsellors ( this would be hard to explain) so I told her that if she tattled that the demon I summoned would get her. Bad move. Part three coming soon.
So I go back to bed. The other kids were quite wary of me at that point, and were shining their flashlights on me at random intervals in the night to make sure I hadn't escaped and killed someone. I hissed and bared my teeth when they did. So it morning time. We get up gotta go on a hike or some shit. I pick up some plants on the way, to use for further demon-ing. One of the kids from another cabin comes to me and tells me she one of my kind. I'm confused, only my cabin knew about the demon thing. Turns out the girl who screamed went and told the other cabin. Skip a few hours. It's "me time" which is personal time. I'm in my cabin, rounding up my leaves, maple syrup, tea bags; when a knock comes at the door. It's the other cabin, and two girls are restraining the girl who said she was "my kind". They claim she is possessed, and since I'm the expert, I have to exorcise her. Part four later.
So this counselor comes along. She's not very understanding to be put it nicely. We'll call her Apple. Apple asks what's going on, and they tell her that the possessed one- we'll call her Ginger- is sick. Apple believes her, and we think we got away. But Ginger hisses at her, and we all freeze. Apple suspends our boat time. She leaves. This is actually better, we don't even like boating so it's good. Ginger keeps hissing. I know that ginger is just asking for attention. So, to dispel such stupid claims, I tell them it's a prank. The gullible idiots don't buy it. They are utterly convinced. They want me to perform an exorcism. Part five soon.
We go into their cabin. I sit the girl down, mix maple syrup and crushed tea leaves, use the mix to write "sour cream" on her forehead in Japanese. Then I chant some more and say that she is ok, but not to bother me because that took a lot of dark energy. Two days pass. People don't talk to me much, which is how I like it. But then another kid gets possessed. I exorcise her. The last day of camp- security around the exorcizing cabin (as we have been so affectionately dubbed) is pretty lax. But then Apple walks in. She's a hardcore Christian, and she flips out. She decides that we're dangerous, and suspends our privileges. She goes to tell the other counsellors. Later on, I'm alone. I'm waiting to be picked up form camp. One of the counsellors, an australian who went by Fang tells me she knows what I'm about and she cackles. Then my parents come to pick me up. It was a wild ride.
So I'm not a huge fan of Girl Scout camp. So, to make it more enjoyable, me and my friend devised a plan. I would summon Satan on the first night. Now, this was a sleep away camp, and me and all of the other gullible mofos were trapped in a cabin together. First step: smuggle some ketchup out of the mess hall. Done, but I had to stuff in my shoe. Second step: draw pentagram. Chalk on the cabin floor, brought from home. Step three: arcane symbols. Mind you these kids were gullible. I just put down some random Japanese katakana. So I covered it with a blanket to wait for nightfall. Part two to be typed soon.
Santo Rita meada mater
Ringo Jonah tino marlon
Jack la toga Janet Michael
Dumbledore the explorer... I've summoned you for the depths of hell.. Show yourself!
This got them out of bed. By a stroke of luck, it was a stormy night and lightning flashed. One of the girls screamed. I was worried about her telling the counsellors ( this would be hard to explain) so I told her that if she tattled that the demon I summoned would get her. Bad move. Part three coming soon.