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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #991833
This is about fear of Satan I once had.
I have always been afraid of
Hearing about his evilness on a regular basis
was normal.
I was raised Christian.
Nonetheless, the stories caused me to be terrified
of the Devil.

The thought of Satan
sent fear through my entire being.
At night, before going to bed,
I would pray.
I still watched from beneath the sheets
to make sure he wasn't near.
This also made me scared to go downstairs.
I could not bring myself to enter the basement.
I had dreams that Satan was there.
Now, I am no longer afraid.
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