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So My Sister Is Being Haunted by a Demon

This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Rhodes chapter.

At the age of three, when I was first introduced to my sister in her little nursery bed, I wasn’t filled with the overwhelming joy of being a big sister. Instead, I had the overwhelming feeling that she was about to introduce a great evil into my household. After all, she was born a whole month early because my mother could not contain the menace in her womb any longer. Unfortunately, I have never been able to convince my family of the evil that is my sister, but now, I know for sure that she is and has always been on the brink of possession. 

Last night, my sister called to tell me about her reoccurring “nightmare”–she wakes up in the middle of the night, completely aware of her surroundings, but she cannot move. Because I am so full of wisdom, I was quick to identify her problem as sleep paralysis. She was totally offended at this sentiment, for how dare I diagnose her with a condition that is easily self-diagnosable? 

Regardless of what she says, I am almost certain of my diagnosis, which is undeniably caused by the manifestation of the demonic spirit that surrounds her. Indeed, the legend–nay, the truth–says that in the vulnerability of switching from one phase of sleep to the next, a demon, sitting on one’s chest, can induce sleep paralysis to attempt to possess the soul at hand. The concensus here is that a demon has been following my sister around for her whole life, and now, because she is at the age of sixteen, a number that according to Guy Tarade is the number of Lucifer, she is most ripe for possession.

I promise you that what I have said is not coming out of some sibling rivalry or some childish, ill-conceived notion of who my sister is. I know my sister better than anyone else, and I only say these things to help her. I believe that somewhere deep down there is a good person, but she has been overshadowed by a satanic essence. So I write this not to slander my sister’s name but hopefully to reach someone, well-versed in the knowledge of exorcisms, who can help me help my sister discover her truest being. But then again, who knows? Maybe, her truest self is pure evil.