I was in Tuscaloosa serving on campus. My companion that was already there said the sisters had some weird experiences with the apartment.

One night I wake up while sleeping and the ceiling turned blood red and I saw evil faces spiraling and stretching in a circle above me as they spiraled closer to me and the weight on me became stronger.

I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe and thought I was going to die. I was desperately trying to get the strength to yell my companions name. When I finally did he yelled “what, what! Are you okay? You have been making the weirdest noises with your breathing for the last hour”

I told him if it ever happened again to wake me right away because I thought evil spirits were trying to get to me. A few nights later the same thing happened and he woke me up right away.

This happened to me a few more times in my life in the last 15-18 years. The common denominator is I’m not getting good sleep and I have a lot of stress.

On the mission I wonder how much of it was pure evil from Satan and how much of it was me being on my mission and relating not being able to breath while sleeping to my mind thinking evil trying to stop us from our work?

My wife wakes me up when she hears me breathing a certain way now.