Being raised as a catholic, the figure of the devil has had quite an impact on my life. The first nightmare I can recall, I was 5 or under, the devil was on the roof of our house in Comoros Islands, we were closing all the windows and the doors so that he wouldn’t come in and I was petrified in my bedroom. Then growing up, catechists would tell stories describing in details what hell was and images of little devils with pitch forks and fire were all over the christian visual material… Of course I suppose all this is quite a motivation for working at being a ‘good’ virtuous religious person!….
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