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At some point my mom could see that all the evil spirit, demon, and Devil chat was scaring the crap out of us at night, so she took great pains pray over us at bedtime. I said my own prayers fervently, hoping that if the Devil ever did show up, he'd have to go through mom before coming for me. She prayed 10,000 times more often than I did, so I was sure she could take him down.