I had been living a double life and didn’t even care about Gods’ things at all. Then during the last Holiday in grade twelve, some people attempted to initiate me into Satanism. I had a dream where I was a place with a lot of other girls and we were wearing dark robes. They were tying us ropes around our waists. I resisted and one of the initiators started speaking harshly to me and then I woke up suddenly. I could feel pain were the ropes had been in the dream, severe pain.
I sat on the bed and thought of waking Rachael up but I was too weak to do so. I started to feel my heart growing faint and stopping to beat. Then I started remembering all the sins I had committed. It was like they were all being pushed to my remembrance. I suddenly knew I was going to die.
Then I saw a dark pit with a lot of flames. I didn’t know it was hell that time but I knew that was where I was heading, no one had to tell me. Then I whispered Lord save me because I was too weak and that’s all I cud think of at that moment. To my surprise, I regained my strength and everything came back to normal.
Then Rachael woke up on her own and said a voice was waking her up in her dreams that I was being attacked. So we then prayed and I’ve been seeking the Lord ever since. Am really thankful for the second chance