One day at middle school my friend and i were telling scary stoies and she told me that her mom was laying on the side of her bed while she was sleeping then the devil pulled her under her bed and told her if she told any one he would kill everyone she loved, I thought it was stupid and I didn;t believe it. The next morning like at 5:30 in the morning I was awaked by my mother and brother, they would get up early in the morning to get to work on time. Anyway so I was up and I put my arm down along the side of my bed, then I rememberd the storie my friend told me so I put my arm back up.My little brother was sleeping with me so I felt safer. I started to doze off when I saw a black figure with these green sguinted eyes staring straight at me, then I saw some more under my dresser.

All of a sudden I felt this presence over me, I couldn't move, I tried but i just couldn't move. Something grabed my arm and started pulling me and I was leaning off the side my bed . I began rebuking the devils name in the name of Jesus and it let go and I kept moving back away form the edge of the bed and my brother woke up and asked what was wrong. I was crying and praying and the eyes disappered. After all that my dad told me it was just a bad dream, but what was so crazy was that it kept on happening just in different ways. I was so scared that My grandmother prayed over me with bleesed oil and it didn't happen anymore. A year later My auntie was telling me about demons and devils and what happened to me happened to her and one of my uncles, they said that they were demons, black figures with these green eyes.