One night by Babysinger

One night

It all began one miserable night. Everything was normal. Everything was ok. But as the night came everything started to change. The sky, my apartment, my attitude, and my mother changed. Absolutely everything was different from day to night. Something was beginning to frighten me. I am not sure what is was but it was something that scared me. Something creepy it felt as it was climbing the wall and invading my home. My mom had a mad attitude that she only obtained when something was really wrong. So right now all of this is giving me the creeps. Suddenly there was this deep silence coming from my mother’s room. It was deep and dark. So I started singing and then I felt this small relief but so small it was like almost no relief. My mom suddenly felt this rush of going to the bathroom. So she did as quickly as she could. I was with my towel around my hips like some sort of skirt because I was going to take a bath. Dressed like that my mom was in the bathroom and I was in front of the bathroom. The closet in my house is behind me. I am in the hallway of my apartment. My mom’s room is right next to me on my right side. The lights of her room are turned off. But the door of her room is opened. Everything is silent excluding my voice and my mom’s. Suddenly some force pulls the towel around my hips and drags it all the way to my mother’s room. My mom did not see that because the door of the bathroom was closed. I was so frightened because I knew that something was in my mom’s room, something dark and evil, crawling within. I quickly went inside and looked for my towel. I felt this pressure gaining up on me pushing my body inside of itself. I was not a good thing to feel. I was sure of that. My mother was still in the bathroom and I was still in her room. I then start feeling this demonic power trying to intimidate me but I don’t let it do that because my faith in God was way much bigger than any demon in the face of the world. I knew that by heart. So I started singing the song we sang in Morton (Christian camp). A fight against the demon began. He was destroying everything. It destroyed the lamps, the bed, and everything that was in the room. Then the pressure got stronger when I was inside there it was like being in the portal towards hell. My eyes were becoming white, like it something was trying to steal my soul. I knew it was not good. But I kept my faith in God strong and still. I knew that somehow although being a 14 year old teenager I could defeat the demon without the help of anyone. I kept singing louder and louder and then began praying, talking to God and I knew that by every second that went by the demon got weaker and weaker. Suddenly, the pressure stopped and I felt a giant, massive relief over my body. It was a great relief. And when I opened my eyes I woke up and felt the pressure going away. I took my Bible and pressed it in my chest as strong as possible and prayed, and prayed, and prayed. Then when I closed my eyes again I felt this pressured fingers on my leg. One, then another one, and then another one, and then it stopped. I prayed again hoping that it would go away. Then when I closed my eyes for a second time, I felt that God hugged me and kissed my cheek. It was so relieving that I cannot explain my relief. Then it was all over.