I Pray to GrandmaIt was a day in April of 2006; I've had a fear of demons since I was in about 5th grade. I went to my bus stop around seven and prayed to God that nothing would happen to me like an accident or have an encounter with a demon or hear a crazy noise. The day flew by and nothing happened at all except a bunch of rumors at school. So later around 9:00 at night, I was walking towards my bed and felt this very deep feeling of peace and calmness that seemed to fill the room. My grandmother passed away in 2004 and I think God allowed her to let me know she was there because I pray to her. I was 14 and now I'm 15 and in 10th grade.