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Never in my life had I sleep walked before, yet after this it hasn't happened again. I wanted more than anything to have someone to tell this to but I live in a very strict Christian home. I told my father, even though my gut told me not to. He is the pastor to my family's church, I didn't know what would happen. I had to deal with this problem on my own, just like I always had since I was a child because he just glared at me and told me to get out of his face.
I got on my knees and prayed. I prayed for as long as I could. I have no idea how long I did it for, it could've been five minutes or five days, I felt no difference. Throughout the whole thing, I felt his hand rest upon my shoulder. I felt his hand caress my face, trying to make me feel like it was okay. But I knew it wasn't and because I paid no attention to him, the Devil in my room became aggressive. My back seared in pain from the scratches I started receiving. I could feel the blood drip down my back and the clothes literally being torn off of my back. I looked up and saw the Devil himself with a whip in his hand. It was the same whip that was used on my sister when she wasn't scared of him anymore. I prayed that my father would stop whipping me but the Devil persisted. He didn't stop until I passed out from the pain, at least that's what I remember. He could've kept going after that for all I know.
When I woke up the following day, I was in the hospital. My back was numb and my head was throbbing. I looked up to see the television and I saw the Devil again. He was cuffed and being escorted by police out of my house.