Originally Posted by dustpuffs
When I was a kid, they told us in church that the devil could take any form he wanted. I had nightmares for weeks that he was masquerading as one or the other of my parents. Religion scared the hell out of me.
I dunno why, but I was never really scared of the devil, even when I was a kid. I was far more terrified of the coat-people in my closet and the fact that the bedposts on my bed looked like human heads. Also vampires. I still feel uneasy going to bed without something wrapped around my neck, but now it's less because I think I'll wake up dead and more because it gets chilly.
But the devil always seemed to be a tempter from my catechism. Like, he would try to lure you into doing bad things by making you think they were good things, not take over your body and shit like in the Exorcist. One of my teachers always said that the super good people got tempted more and if they succumbed, their fall was even greater than the regular just kinda okay people. So I decided as a kid that I'd rather just be kinda okay and just slip under the radar.
Analyzing my actions to things when I was a kid never ceases to amuse me. I also thought that souls were like batteries that needed to be recharged every once and awhile. Like, as in they looked like batteries and everything and a confession just hooked you up to a heavenly battery recharger with the electrical current being carried by however many Hail Maries you were supposed to say.
Yeah, I'm weird.