Dinky Demon
So, I'm not sure of the date, but oh well. I know it took place approximately 6 years ago when I was 12.
My step-sister had just moved out of the house, giving me the opportunity to move into her room so that I didn't have to share one with my sister anymore. Well, when my parents told me of this option, I absolutely freaked. I just couldn't do it. there was something so unloving and uncomfortable about that room and I just couldn't help but feel that it was the worst idea to move into that room. but I did.
The first couple of nights, I was scared to sleep there because the energy of the room was soooo horrifying. So, my mom would sleep in the room with me. This definitely helped. but I still couldn't help but feel that I was invading someone space. and that I was royally pissing this person off by doing so.
Well, one night I finally got the courage to sleep in the room by myself. bad-I-dea. That night, as I was getting ready to go to sleep (key thing. I wasn't even asleep yet.) I felt the bed start to dent in beside me, as if someone was getting on the bed. Now, keep in mind, I have always slept with the door shut, the cat was never aloud to sleep with me (this thing was too heavy to be a cat anyways), and I would have heard someone coming in because I have pretty good hearing. I absolutely FREAKED when I felt this. I jumped out of bed and demanded I sleep with my mom.
Well, a couple of nights later, I got the courage to sleep by myself again. luckily, nothing bad happened as I was trying to sleep. buuuuuuut that of course didn't mean that nothing would happen. I ended up having a dream that a demon was at the foot of my bed, shaking it with all his might. He stopped and picked up an ax and began chopping at my feet. or at least near them. it was as if he was trying to scare me and hurt me, but he couldn't.
Now, I'm sure some of you are curious for a description of the demon. so, here it is: Red. black horn, some sort of loin cloth thingy-mer-bob. he was pretty short, not very tall at all. maybe 5'4''. (haha. dinky demon XD) dark, black eyes. That's all I remember.
Sooo...yeah. that room continued to freak me out for the next 1-2 years that I slept in there. I mean, the energy slowly got better, but it never did quite go away all the way. Even just before we moved out last November. thee was still a feeling of "iiiii'm waaaatching yoooouuuu." *giggle from short dinky demon*
tada!
My step-sister had just moved out of the house, giving me the opportunity to move into her room so that I didn't have to share one with my sister anymore. Well, when my parents told me of this option, I absolutely freaked. I just couldn't do it. there was something so unloving and uncomfortable about that room and I just couldn't help but feel that it was the worst idea to move into that room. but I did.
The first couple of nights, I was scared to sleep there because the energy of the room was soooo horrifying. So, my mom would sleep in the room with me. This definitely helped. but I still couldn't help but feel that I was invading someone space. and that I was royally pissing this person off by doing so.
Well, one night I finally got the courage to sleep in the room by myself. bad-I-dea. That night, as I was getting ready to go to sleep (key thing. I wasn't even asleep yet.) I felt the bed start to dent in beside me, as if someone was getting on the bed. Now, keep in mind, I have always slept with the door shut, the cat was never aloud to sleep with me (this thing was too heavy to be a cat anyways), and I would have heard someone coming in because I have pretty good hearing. I absolutely FREAKED when I felt this. I jumped out of bed and demanded I sleep with my mom.
Well, a couple of nights later, I got the courage to sleep by myself again. luckily, nothing bad happened as I was trying to sleep. buuuuuuut that of course didn't mean that nothing would happen. I ended up having a dream that a demon was at the foot of my bed, shaking it with all his might. He stopped and picked up an ax and began chopping at my feet. or at least near them. it was as if he was trying to scare me and hurt me, but he couldn't.
Now, I'm sure some of you are curious for a description of the demon. so, here it is: Red. black horn, some sort of loin cloth thingy-mer-bob. he was pretty short, not very tall at all. maybe 5'4''. (haha. dinky demon XD) dark, black eyes. That's all I remember.
Sooo...yeah. that room continued to freak me out for the next 1-2 years that I slept in there. I mean, the energy slowly got better, but it never did quite go away all the way. Even just before we moved out last November. thee was still a feeling of "iiiii'm waaaatching yoooouuuu." *giggle from short dinky demon*
tada!
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Eclipse Nov 15, 2009
you've come across Samael, the King of the East