When I was a about 7 or 8 years old something happened to me, something that is still hunting me now. One day my mom left me alone in my home just for five minutes because she had to buy some milk for dinner. I usually was a quiet girl and almost never do something crazy like taking a knife or a scissor and playing with them. So my mom could leave me there for just a little bit and I would be fine, so she did it. Three minutes later she left, a demon appeared in front of me. That monster was literally on me, it was touching my face and descending. I could just scream and run. Fortunately the beast fell of me and I was set free. But today it was in front of me again in the corner of my room, so I scream. My boyfriend came to my room and smashed the ''stupid spider'' as he says. 

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