At The ripe age of 13 i recall my first encounter with an actual demon. I have never been a church going bible reading christian, but i am a believer. It was an average day for a thirteen year old boy who lives in the suburbs . I woke up to the music of Patsy Cline being played at decibel well above comfortable. My fathers den shares a wall with my bedroom. My headboard happens to be against that wall. His voice is like that of an angel. Every morning he is my alarm clock. As i got dressed and ready for school I start planning my after school activities. Out of class at 2:30, home by three and then Sonic the hedgehog till 6 when dinner will be ready. When it came to homework, I usually finished it all up on the thirty min bus ride. This day was no different. when I arrived home I hit the kitchen, grabbed three cookies and a can of mt dew. I was off to my room. As I played the game I had a feeling someone or something was right behind me . every few seconds I would turn sharply and glance over my shoulder. I was lost. somewhere deep in the Labyrinth Zone, An aquatic level of the game. When it happened. I felt something touch me. cold and icy. I froze. I wanted to move, but I was still, I could still feel it behind me. It was hard to breath. The grip it had on me was tremendous. like to ambulances were backing up and I was between the two bummers. I was reaching my breaking point . Is this what it feels like to die? In an instant i was released. I dropped the controller and hit the ground running. I didn't look back. I rushed in to the family room an startled my dad. Palpitations of my heart drowned out the sounds coming out of my fathers mouth. It was if i were trapped in a metronome. As i calmed down and he asked me what was wrong. I took a huge gulp of water. Something touched me. upstairs . It held on to me for a minute then let me go. There was nothing there. but I was paralyzed. With a puzzled look on his face he stood up and asked me to take him up and show me what happened. When we entered the room it was cold. I said nothing. he checked the heat register. There was nothing blocking it and the air coming out was hot. Something felt strange. He walked across the hall to feel the temperature in the den . He was met by a comfortable seventy two degrees. When he came back in to my room he asked what i did? I was confused? The temp was back to normal. In a moment the temperature must have jumped 15 degrees. He told me to wash up for dinner. During dinner we made no mention to mom about the incident. I ate lite on Tuesdays and Thursdays because I have wrestling practice at 7:15. after dinner I went to my room to change. The cold had returned. I grabbed my singlet and shimmied into it. I hit the floor. Flat on my back. I had no idea what just happened. Did I just slip on something. I sat up on my elbows and asked if someone was there. Maybe my brother mike was playing a trick on me. I caught a shadow move behind me. I rolled backwards to my feet and sprung off my heels crashing into a pile of dirty shirts. I landed on the pile and could feel some one wiggling under the pile. Thrashing violently under me, I'm bucked off. Once again I'm paralyzed. This time flat on my back. Staring at the ceiling unable to speak or move, I see it. It was a dark figure smaller then myself but easily twice as strong. The figure was above me look me in the eye. the weight on my chest was tremendous. Every muscle im my body was flexed. I managed to let out a breath. I could see the vapor hanging in the air. I was pined both shoulders to the floor. I muttered rematch. In an instant I was freed from its transpearent grip. When I hit my feet the shadow took a step back as if to size me up. I asked if he was ready. The shadow dashed forward and hit me low. I folded over it and clasped my hands around what I thought was its waist. Its body was rock hard yet transperent. I could look through its body and see my hand turning purple from squeezing so hard. I could feel my grip starting to slip. As my hands came unclasped i spun 180 degrees to behind the figure. I regripped around the Waist and drove the shadow forward. When we crashed forward the sound the shadow man let out was deafining . The part of my arms the touch the figure were burning from the cold. The struggle continued on the floor for a few minuets jocking for a dominate position. I managed a roll up and slapped the floor with all my hand. I was victorious. The Score was tied. One to one. I asked if it was time for the tie breaker. When I raised my head it was gone. Vanished in to thin air. I went to wrestling practice that night, business as usual. Every time i step onto that mat, i take a second to think. We all wrestle with demons mine just happend to score the takedown but finish the fight.
-kevo
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