The following written confession was submitted via email:

So when I was 12 my grandma on my moms side passed away and I was really upset I didn’t get to say my goodbyes because she got lung cancer from smoking that hit really hard and fast and was not really conscious in the hospital. When I was about 24 one night I had a dream I was in my grandparents old house where we always went for holidays ect ect.. it was just me and my grandma. I remember instantly beginning to cry in my dream and saying to my grandma “I never got to say goodbye” as we hugged. I remember a warm peaceful feeling in the dream.. next thing I know I wake up and there is a demon standing right next to me by my bed about 3 1/2-4 ft tall, skinny with lizard like skin, spikes coming from its elbows and spine and a big head with horns and or long pointed ears. I only had enough courage to briefly glance at its face. I was frozen with fear.. I could literally feel its hate for me in my soul. The only way i can explain is imagine the most hate youve ever felt towards someone times 1000 but could feel the hate directed at me. It knew i saw it and it was angry and tried to slash at my side but I felt nothing so I closed my eyes and remember saying in my mind “God please kill this thing” and when I could wiggle my fingers I literally jumped straight up on my feet in my bed and it was gone and I’ve never seen it since. I can only imagine that this was God showing me the 2 options of what my company will be in the next life. Honestly im a little surprised this didn’t shatter my mind and im not in a crazy house.