My Second Encounter with the Demon
DEMONS do exist. When I was three years old, I encountered with what I can describe as a Huge Nasty Bloody Mouth Full of Sharp Teeth with Munching Clanking Metal Sound Demon (“NBMFSTMCMS Demon”). That was the only encounter with NBMFSTMCMS Demon.
Years later, when I was fourteen years old, a different demon visited me. By now you would probably think, “What is wrong with this dude?” and “Why is he frequently bumping into bloody demons?” Well, I can assure you, this was the last and I certainly hope for no more in the future. Anyway, it was the school holidays. My twin brother and I were back at our parent’s house. We were asleep at night peacefully (at first).
Around three o’clock in the morning, I felt an entity taking over my body. It felt as if it flowed through my veins and had now control my body physically including my voice. I could only see through my eyes and not do anything else. On the ceiling, there was a three feet diameter black cloud swirling around orbiting the mid-point of the ceiling. My body was going round and round following the black cloud. My eyes looking upwards. My voice growling like a werewolf. My arms and fingers positioned as if I was about to do Michael Jackson’s Thriller choreography.
A few minutes later, my parents stormed into the room. My dad grabbed me and threw me onto the bed. My mom was ready with a bowl of water. At this point, I realised that my dad knows a trick or two to fight the demon. He had recited some Quranic verse into the water. I suspect it may have been Ayatul-Kursi. He scooped some of the “holy” water and started to wipe my face. Eventually, the demon disappeared and I was back asleep.
Throughout the whole incident, my twin brother was hiding under his blanket. His bed was perpendicular to mine. The next morning, no one spoke of the incident as if it never happened. In fact, no one spoke of it until today other than my twin brother many decades later.

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