when i was younger i fell asleep into a semi-lucid dream where I floated up away from my body, attached by a spirit chain, and when i floated above the house, there was a demon there waiting. we made eye contact and it smiled before darting down into my body, where i rushed back into my body at the same time. I fought and lost because earlier that year I had severed my connection with God because I felt the Christian churches were betraying Jesus's teaching, I thought it was all a lie meant to pacify the masses, i thought this when i was 16. About two years ago I rejoined the church after having a better understanding of whats going on. Recently, I had a dream that I was semi-lucid for and I remembered the demon and wondered if it was still there. I got on my knees and prayed for God to evict the demon and protect me from it. Then I spoke within mind to tell the demon to leave in the name of God. Shortly after that the rest of the dream was me fighting a wailing, screaming, evil writhing mass protruding from my chest/gut area. It took me the whole nights sleep to finally get it out of there.

I know dreams are just in our head but my dreams have been so wack over the years its hard to keep a grip on reality. Praise God!