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I was living in a new apartment with my little brother when old friends (ex-friends) aquiantences that are both gay got out of their car and knocked on my door, I was so nervous, afraid that I did not answer the door but he let himself in anyway, I used to have a crush on this boy but haven't had contact with him for some time now. when he entered the house everyone else was gone and it was only him and I and I continued to runaway and avoid him and he cornered me just to talk... it was at this moment I woke up and my heart was racing

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. Serpent began to hiss at me and I walked out. I told this to my friends, they did not believe me so we went back and then saw that it was true I went to the wrong apartment.And when I walked in to the wrong apartment I saw a man sitting quiet stearing at me.He was bold and fat, In his hand he held a small black snake, and he had a Hyene sitting beside him. I got a Inside sat a man, he had no hair on his head and he was thick. He had a hyena next to him and he held a black snake. None of those said nothing but snake hissed at me! I felt that I should not be there and I walked away

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It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

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