I will be telling a story about a demon, and definitely hope I make no mistakes in this one. My father has history with it, but I won't be mentioning his story, only because it's not mine. But if there are questions about it from readers I will answer. I have seen this evil entity once, but I don't remember it in full detail, all I remember are the glowing red eyes, and this red and black mixed aura around them. I may have only seen it outside, because I requested before for my father to put down salt to keep it from going inside. Now this demon I was skeptical of, but not until father cried for his friends one night. The victims were friends of his that he knew for four or five years. He yelled, and cried at the top of his lungs, and the more he did the more power this demon got. My father looked me in the eyes every moment, and every time the crown of my four head began to rattle. It may have happened five times or more, and most definitely enough to make me cry. My step mother was included, but she cried first, and I tried not to pay attention by going about my own business on the internet, but the more he went on the more this demon was trying to get into my head, and even if it was a little bit at first.
Maybe a year or two later my step mother saw another demon outside, but we were unsure if it was the same one that followed my father. She refused to go out there, and felt very weary about it. She wouldn't even allow me to go outside, and that night I tried doing chores we had to dump a few things out there, but she pulled me by the shoulder and told me to "Finish it tomorrow." I looked out the window same as her, and I definitely saw a demon out there. It was in the shape of a wolf, and I can't define the actual size of it, but I definitely knew it was bigger than me. This wolf looked unnatural, and it's fur was spikier than most wolves. It's eyes were a glowing red color, and the paws was also unnatural as if the claws themselves were almost the size of my head. Well, maybe at the time anyway. I was smaller when I was in high school, but I could be wrong about the size. I can't deny it was scary though, but since that night we never seen that demonic wolf again.
*If discarded, I'll ask the administration next time now that I have it book marked, thanks for listening*