GuitarJuly 20, 2011
I’m in college so I live with my friends. I have my own room and two of my friends share. It was late and I wanted to talk with my friend, so I went into their room laying in bed with my friend who had a full. He was sleeping so I turned my back to him and faced my friend who was awake in his twin. We were just talking when all of a sudden the guitar at the bottom of the twin’s bed strummed. And it wasn’t like something fell and brushed against the strings and made noise, but all 6 strings hit really cleanly, one after another – spaced out evenly. We stopped talking and while we were trying to explain what happened my friend, who was asleep in the bed I was in, threw himself like on top of me and started to scream at the top of his lungs to hold his wrist out. I shook him awake and asked him what was wrong and he said he saw a demon pulling his wrist trying to pull him out of bed. I got up and checked the time and it was 3AM (devil’s hour).