Months ago, the night had started off just like any other night. Always tried but sleep wouldn't come for at least an hour. The fist part of the night was uneventful, as I slept through a quiet blackness. That was when I felt it.
A light pressure was on my throat, slightly restricting my ability to breathe. My eyes shot open as I was startled out of my sleep. I was surrounded by a dirty whitish yellow light. It pulsed with an evil energy. My senses were not gone though---I could still feel around. I touched the soft sheets and my half-finished homework still lying on my bed. What was going on?
"I am not dreaming." The thought echoed in my head. Something was going happening, and it was beyond my power. It was physical, not just a figment of my imagination.
As I came upon this realization the pressure took a slight increase. The pressure felt almost like hands, although they were slightly less solid. Undefined yet still there. Another increase in pressure. My breath began coming in short, difficult gasps. Something was choking me, that I was sure.
My airway was now completely blocked. Not a single wisp of air could get to my lungs. The light grew dark around the edges as I slipped from conciseness. Slowly the light was fading into the dark.
"DEMON!" The word screamed through my mind. For the smallest of moments I struggled to think of what to do. "PRAY!" was the almost immediate answer. I clumsily pulled my hands into a fold. I couldn't think straight enough to just cry out to God so my mind immediately began reciting 'The Lord's Prayer,' for it was the first (and only) bible prayer I had memorized.
Near the end of the prayer my words started to mush together in my mind. My lungs burned and the pressure was strong, crushing my neck and upper chest.
"Amen." The light that I still could see grew burnt orange. It wavered as if it was fighting something. Then the pressure abruptly pulled away. I could still feel it, but it wasn't strong. It now felt like something resting on my chest, no longer pushing down. I felt it slink down my body all the way to my toes.
I gasped relentlessly, letting air pour into my empty lungs. My vision returned the second I filled my lungs. I spent a few minutes catching my breath. Soon after I as flooded with thoughts about what had just happened. I was overwhelmed by the experience and I did not know what to think of it. All I knew was I now believed that demons where real. And nothing would change that.
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