fighting with the devil

Date: 9/15/2016

It all started when I was doing something in the kitchen at my grandma's house. My parents were at the table probably eating or talking. I asked them that it was already 9:13 PM and the library closes at 12am. I was debating if I wanted to go out exercising or go to the library. My dad then told me there was no point in going to the library if I only had like 1 hr and 45 minutes left. I mysteriously had all these welts on my legs. My parents were concerned and they told me that it's best I stay home and study. It's too late to exercise. They told me to grab a chair between them and they saw a wooden piece stuck in my leg. At this moment, I couldn't feel pain. I noticed it and didn't thinking twice about taking it out, so I did! My parents rushed to get me a wet cloth and hold on to the wound because it was letting blood run out. I pushed them aside and told them I needed to get out and do at least some exercise. For some odd reason, I had this sudden urge to take the knife. As I took it, my parents became worried! I ran out with the knife carelessly. It was like when I was running I was gliding on air. I then was immediately on a bike going pretty fast holding up this large knife. The rush felt amazing, but it felt similar to being on drugs as I've been described what drugs make you feel like. I went around a few neighborhoods and kids were out and about. They were walking with their parents (all the parents just got home from school and walking them to the door). I went past each group of children and I didn't know I was possessed. I was holding up the knife in my hand while riding the bike. As I reached the end of my craziness around kids, there was this one single parent who was completely scared of me, as well as, the child. I stopped and his son and him were in fetal position almost. I told them what was wrong. The dad ordered the son to go back inside the house. The father kept telling me my demeanor was dangerous. I was in denial. As I looked down at the knife, I was oblivious to the fact that I was holding it. He told me it looked scary and sad on my expression I was displaying in my face. He told me to leave my bike and we walked on the sidewalk near this field. He told me it was like I was possessed. That's when I understood what was about to happen. The whole environment changed and we both turned all gothic punk. He told me I was going to have an episode. What I realized was I was triggering the episode to occur. He turned all gothic devil-like on me. However, he said everyone would look like this and I need to escape this. We were now walking on the field. This feeling was scary and crazy to me. We were under this large tent and that's when I saw the devil with a lot of sinful women and men. He kept pulling me close and trying to hug me, but I told him he was a disgusting coward. There was no retaliation from the devil, but just a lot of temptation. He kept trying to tempt me and I kept holding back. I could feel myself knocking out of this episode, but he kept pulling my arms to get me closer to him. My friend, the father, told me that I should not listen to him and what he's saying is a fib. I listened and acted. I was able to escape out of this spell. Everything was normal and I could now recall how terrible I have been as a person to everyone just recently. Then, everyone under the tent was doing that dance where each person has their hands on someone's back in front of them. I didn't join in as this was temptation. I stood in front of this circle dancing and someone threw some beads on my neck. The episode had occurred and it was stronger this time. I then called out to God as loud as I could reciting scriptures. The devil kept telling me that God couldn't hear me and he's busy. God is never busy. I confessed to Him how much I am so far away from and that this is happening because of this scenario. I was screaming practically at this moment. The devil kept telling me that nobody can hear me. All of sudden, everyone was all gone. I woke up.