When I was 17 years old, I was attacked by an evil spirit, or, as some call them, demons. Me and my family lived in a three bedroom home, in Danville Ill. One day, when I got home around 5:30 pm from work, my mom was still cooking dinner and I walked up to her saying Hi and looked at what she was cooking. I gave her a kiss and then I went to my room to listen to some music, because dinner wasn't ready. I clayed down on my bed and put on my headphones. I heard the DJ talking, and he put on the Beatles. As the song took off, all was fine, the song was on like I've heard it before, but this time, something went all wrong.
As I heard the song, a person spoke to me. He said "Satan Satan Satan". I also heard like crickets in the background and I could still hear the song, but faintly. As soon as I heard that, I said "No No No" out loud. I went to get up, as I sat up on my bed, a hand grabbed me and pushed me down, that thing was strangling me, I could feel his fingers on me. I also felt his legs and him sitting on my waist. I grabbed his arm, but couldn't see anything, just a hole around my hands, it felt like an arm and like he had warts. My room got cold, like 30 below zero, and smelled sulphur. I tried to get him off me but couldn't. When I knew that evil spirit would kill me, I tried to pray but couldn't say a word, because he was squeezing. That's when I said, in my mind, "God have mercy on me, I'll change, I'll be good!", and as soon I said that, it was gone. If I had not called on God's help, I would had died that day.