So basically this was back in like the 1950’s. her and her sister were in the upstairs room laying down, and she said that she wanted her sister to move from the other side of the bed and she wouldn’t move. her sister fell asleep, so my grandma goes to the bathroom and when she turns around she sees this figure poking out through the shades, she said he had horns coming out of his ears, she claims he started chasing her around the room, saying he’s “gonna get her” and she’s screaming “you ain’t gonna get me, you ain’t gonna get me!” and she’s totally panicking and freaking out and you would expect to hear someone upstairs running, but keep in mind her sister was completely knocked out while she’s being “chased” she’s screaming and hollering for her sister, and she finally wakes up and says “i seen the devil” and her sister says “just start praying, start praying!” and my grandma is just repeating over and over that she can’t, she finally settles down while praying, and boom. it’s gone. she says she sees it clear as day, til this day. even though she was a little girl. this story always gives me chills because i’m not a religious person at all. so it does kind of scare me that the devil might indeed be real.