I had a dream the other night.
A nightmare.

In the dream, I was at a bus stop. And I was approached by the devil.
He looked like this guy I know, but I knew it was the devil. He told me that he knew all about me, and all the things I was struggling with. He told me that I had 4 hours to figure out how to save myself, and if I did not figure it out, that he was going to come to me at midnight, and take me away. And then he left.

I did a lot of things, with different people to try and figure it out, I won't explain it all, because it is extremely long and detailed, but there was a timer in the corner every once in awhile, counting down. When I had a half hour left, I started to say goodbye to the people I loved. I remember my goodbye to Nikki in such great detail that I feel like it was real. I remember holding her, and crying, and crying. I didn't tell her that I was going to be taken away. I just kept telling her over and over that I loved her, and asking her if she loved me too. And I remember the one with my sister. I told my sister that I was sorry, that I had failed. I hugged her, and I told her I loved her, but I did not tell her what was going to happen. I didn't want her to know that I had not been able to save myself.

Then I went into my kitchen, and sat on the counter top, with a bible. I don't know why I had the bible, because I wasn't reading it, I was only touching it. Maybe in hopes to scare the Satan away. At midnight, he walked into my kitchen, and asked me if I had figured it out, and when I told him that I had not, he said that my time had come. And he walked towards me. I started screaming and crying and yelling for help. But he kept coming, with this look in his eyes.
Satisfied.
Pleased.
He was laughing, and I was screaming.
He got to me, and was about to grab me, but the last thing I screamed was "God forgive me, I'm sorry"
As soon as I said that he was gone.
Everybody came running in, they had heard me screaming.
I collapsed into my sister's arms, and I was so tired.
I realized that I could not save myself, that only God could do that. Satan had tried to trick me into thinking that I had to save myself, but as soon as I screamed to God, I was doing what I needed to save myself.

Then I woke up.