I created my sleep paralysis demon

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Sleep paralysis never affected me. I actually believed that it was a lie, an illusion or a dream even though my parents had some experiences in that matter. Nothing would remain as proof and I was a total skeptic.
When I was 30 I worked as an artist, and at some point someone asked me to draw a demon that's unique in its own way and he would buy the final result as a poster for 100$. I accepted his deal and began with drawing the feet with pointy toes.As I was finished I had the urge to leave it as it was for now. I smelled rotten meat from a place that I could not pin point so I decided to forget about it and go to bed.
At 3 am I woke up in a paralysis of some kind as I could not move. All I heard that night was something causing a ruckus on my roof and scratching. I eventually got back to sleep and the next morning I ate breakfast and watched some TV. My unfinished drawing lied on the small table next to the couch. I was concerned as I remembered leaving it on the living room table.
Something pushed me back to drawing and I drew thin and long legs, but somehow I fell asleep immediately without warning. This time I woke up at 1 am. This time I heard loud footsteps coming to my location, but it was too dark to see who or what it was. But again I was in this paralysis phase for much longer this time.I got out of it during the day at 12. I couldn't believe how long I was stuck unmoving, but at least I lived through it. I was hungry so I ate breakfast and dinner at the same time, and as I searched for my drawing I found it pinned on a wall.
I had the feeling that I should call the police, but they will most likely send me in an asylum or something for being insane so I changed my mind. As for telling others my house is in the middle of a forest where nobody else lives and there's no internet connection, so yeah, I am writing this in my diary.
So I drew the body and the arms of the demon. It had long and spiky fingers, thin arms and a large body of the black and red color.
Afterwards I felt as if I was being watched and a cold breeze passed through me that freaked me out as the AC was off and no windows or doors were opened.
I tried to forget it all by going to Snoozeville, and this time I was able to do so from my comfortable bed. But it took a turn for the worst once again. I was conscious once again but this time I felt pain as if I was being slowly crushed and tied up. I once again heard footsteps and scratching and knocking on my bedroom door and it opened on its own. Then the arm and hand of the demon I drew grabbed the door and showed the rest of his being.He held the drawing, beckoning me to finish it. As he got closer the terror became higher and higher, but I could not scream. Right as he was about to shred me to pieces I woke up and I was relieved.
But I knew that I had to get rid of that drawing. At first I folded it and teared it to pieces, but another drawing was found so I burned that one, but there was yet another to be found. I was frustrated and scared that my life may succumb, and I regret being a skeptic as my life point of view has changed drastically.
But I decided to just give up and let that thing get me as I have tried everything to undo this curse, so now I am drawing the thing's face. It has a twisted smile and a spiraled eye and a red, diamond-shaped head.
I then sent it to the client and he gave me the 100$ as promised, but it wasn't worth the trouble; I am going to die anyways...
Except if I stop sleeping all together that could work. I have been up for 6 hours and I am exhausted, but I am doing this for my survival so it works out.
I haven't slept for 5 days and nights and I am starting to hallucinate and I am so weak. There are noises everywhere and some things are changing positions and some things are moving on their own and breaking.They're all my mind's work though, right? Oh, wait, it's HIM. How is he real? I can clearly see him outside taunting me and he passed through the window. Crap, why did my life have to come to this? Please if someone finds this I haven't actually tried everything. There's still the exorcism tactic and praying that I flat out refused to do.
But you could save others by trying these out against the forces of evil. Do the most you can before 
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