Proof The Bible Is True

A figure loomed in the corner of my bedroom, a shadowy specter the size and shape of a man. It was faceless, yet I could feel its burning gaze on me. As soon as I registered it, the specter was upon me, embracing me with its shadow arms, enveloping me in darkness. I was pinned, paralyzed and helpless.

 

I woke up to the sound of my own screams, my heart pounding until I realized I was awake. I was safe. Even though the event had felt acute and urgent, it wasn’t real. Just a terrible nightmare. I wasn’t used to having them and usually slept soundly through the night, especially after putting in long days as a nurse.

 

Eventually, I settled down, telling myself it was an odd, one time occurrence. I went back to sleep.

 

But the next night, it happened again.

 

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