Teatime with Gods, Goddesses, Angels, and Demons

I was around seven or eight years old. It was the middle of the night and I was being invited to tea by demons who were sitting quite comfortably in the four corners of my bedroom ceiling. I ran sweaty and panicked into my mom and dad's bedroom. "Mom, Dad, some demons are asking me to have tea with them." I was truly freaked out and hoping they'd let me snuggle in the safety of their bed (never their modus operandi). They sleepily (not believing me) told me to go back to my bed and pray to god to get rid of the demons.