Can the devil be real?

COMMODOREII
Can the devil be real?

This happened to me when I was 17 yr old. I went to a church confirmation retreat to a location in the forest. My friends and I at the time all went.We got on the buses at around 8pm and the priest bless the journey before we left. We got to the camp at around 11:45 pm. It was ice cold outside and we were all tired from the trip. We got to our bunks and five boys including myself got to a room and chose our bunks. I had a friend in our group who was 15. The retreat group was made of boys and girls ages 8 to about 19. Girls got there own cabin and boys got our own. We went straight to bed as soon we got settled in that night. I dreamed of a hedge maze beautiful green. Mist in the air with scent of flowers. Birds chirping in the trees and it was daytime maybe early morning. I walked the maze looking for the center thinking if I could find it and hoping to find a treasure. Then as I got closer I noticed the birds stopped chirping. The air was still and I felt a chill over my whole body. I kept walking and saw a gate in the distance for the center of the maze. Then I heard my friend screaming. A blood curdling scream, he was terrified. I ran to the gate and stepped through. My friend in the fetal position yelling and screaming, "Get away!!!Leave me along!!! Help!!!". It was the devil taunting him and laughing. He kept saying things to him that he was going to be his and belong to him. My heart jumped and i was angry. Without thinking I yelled at the devil as I ran towards him. "Get away from him!! Leave him alone!!" The devil.looked up first looking at me. Then it looked at behind me as if something was there. Complete terror filled the face of the devil and it vanished. I looked around trying to see where the devil went. With no sign of the devil I walked over to my friend touching him on the shoulder. "It's ok. It is gone." He looked up at me and everywhere else. He looked relieved and I helped him to his feet. I woke up. It was morning and in my bunk. I was so stoked. I had never had a dream like that. I told all the guys i had to tell them the dream I had and it was about the devil. Everyone got in a circle including my friend who i dreamed about and told them exactly what i told you. At the end of the story I looked at my friend. His face was white. "I dreamed exactly what you dreamed but When I got to the center i was attacked by the devil and i wanted him gone. The next thing i knew is it is gone and you are helping me up to my feet. " Everyone in the room was dead silent. Ever since then I believe evil exists.

Can the devil be real?
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