The following written confession was submitted via email:

I want to preface this by saying that I grew up a homeschool pastors kid, so the conversation around demons and angels was something I was used to, and knowing the power in the name of Jesus was something I was starting to hear more about when I had this specific experience, as well as some smaller ones after.

My experience happened when I was about 13-15 years old.

One night when I was laying in bed trying to fall asleep, I heard something behind me. Now the bed in my room was pushed up next to the corner of my wall so that the head of my bed as well as the left side were both up against a wall. At this point I was facing toward the wall to my left and my bad was to the night stand next to my when.

Now our house was about 75+ years old, so hearing the house make weird noises at night was not uncommon, but what I heard was not normal, and was not from the house. The noise that caught my attention was a slow raspy/guttural breathing behind me. From where I was laying I could tell it was coming from my nightstand which was directly behind my head next to the bed. Confused and scared, I rolled over to see where the noise was coming from, and to my horror on my nightstand in front of my alarm clock was a 8 inch tall gargoyle looking creature. Just like you would like it would look, its knees were bent with its hands sitting on the ground next to its feet, and it was just looking at me.

Freaking out and not knowing what to do, I turnback around so that my back is facing it and pull my blanket over my head and immediately begin to pray "in the name of Jesus Christ I command you to leave. By the blood of Jesus Christ I command you to leave. Jesus please protect me!" After a few moments of what felt like forever, I all of a sudden feel a "peace" come over me, which didn't make any sense to me at the time as I was just the most afraid that I had ever been in my life. I also noticed that there was now a light shining in my room that I could notice through my blanket, which I thought was strange as my lights were off only a moment ago, beside the light that was shining through my window onto my night stand.

At that moment I realized I could no longer hear the raspy breathing behind me. I then pull the blanket back from over my face and turn around to see what I can only describe as a 1 foot tall guardian angel standing on my nightstand where the, what I would say was a demon, was before. He, as I could tell he was male, was standing with his hands stacked on top of one another on top of the on the hilt of his sword which was standing on end in front of him. His sword was just short than he was with his face fully visible over his hands. He had two eagle like wings that were tucked in behind him, and the light I had noticed before when the blanket was over my head wasn't from my room light, but seemed to be coming from him, but it wasn't so bright that I couldn't look at him.

The angle [sic] didn't seem shocked that I was looking at him, but had a look on his face of someone trained for battle and that was standing on guard. Not worried, not tired, not smiling - just confident, kind and fierce.

After taking in the whole scene, I turned over onto my back and fell asleep.

Again, I know this isn't the most crazy story by any means, but it was one that has impacted me and my belief of the supernatural greatly and because of that I felt as though I should share it.