Stop it. Devils haunt my sleep. I see the same one. Her name barely escapes my tongue. It starts with an E. What is her name? She haunts me. She keeps coming back. I’m overwhelmed with emotion and lust when she holds me. I can hardly control myself, and I enjoy her touch, and I enjoy touching her. But I say to her, “Jesus is Lord”, and I ask her to return to the Lord if she can. She vanishes as soon as I say His name. I must sound insane. Schizophrenia does run in my family, this is no lie. I swear it. I don’t know.