He floated away

Okay so i got home, it was already dark out so it was later in the evening. I got home only to see this unknown man, laying on my couch! And he was there, with a dog that i didnt actually pay much attention to. But it was a small- breed type of Dog,... kinda like Darque...

So anyway, for some reason, i didnt fret when i saw him because although i didnt know who it was, somehow, i also knew.

He was dark skinned, tall, older, with a greying beard that constrasts with his balding head. With all this said, he was semi attractive nonetheless.

So we got to talking,and i layed on the couch with him, behind him. As we talked, i found myself liking this man. And as we talked, i found myself raising my right leg to nestle it on his... and then i caught myself! what the hell was i doing? i hardly knew this man!

I was confused. I liked him... for some reason i couldnt explain. He seemed like cream... easy like he'd taste so good to be with. So i called Kiss and told her about him. But as i narrated my tres short experience with this misterious man of mine, i realised (along with her... "we" realised) that something wasn't right. This man seemed odd. How the hell did he get into my apartment? And how the hell-ier did he manage to talk to me well enough that i lost my reasonings... i mean, wtf was going on?!
Kiss and i decided i'd pray about it.

Then i was back on the couch with the mysterious man. And he was holding me within his arms... we were laying down... things were calm as i said "In Jesus Name". He flinched. Clenched his arms around me, tightening it like he was about to lose his life. But like he didnt want me to know, he didnt protest. And he said nothing.

But by then, i had gotten my confirmation. Whatever this man was, was wrong. He was an evil, devilish entity.

And as i tried to repeat Jesus's name, i found that my organs couldnt move anymore. I was alive, thinking and breathing but my throat was paralyzed,and my tongue weighed a ton. My lips, lost all motor skills... Like it is when a person gets ALS, i was frozen in body, though my thoughts were well alive.

I realised that i was in the devil's arms. I called on the name of Jesus in my mind, continuously and slowly, my lips began to gain control. Though my voice wouldnt come, i mouthed his name "Jesus" ... and his gift "The blood of Jesus" and like i had turned to fire, he slowly released his grip on me...
he got up... i dont know if i saw him walk because now it seems to me like he floated through the room... he floated through the window and i could see him outside through my sunroom. He looked back at me.

My voice had returned as i said "I bind you in the name of Jesus" as he faded away...

Then i woke up.

This one wasnt even in the night. This was a day-mare