My most vivid dream ever was from when I was 9 or 10. I actually had it twice that I can remember. The devil, the stereotypical creature similar in looks to the Greek god Pan, was in it. He even had bright red skin, his legs looked like the rear legs of a dark brown goat and he had a goatee, slanted eye brows, and horns growing out of his forehead. Like I said, the stereotype. He was walking on the sidewalk in front of my grandmother's house, and left a hoofprint burning with bright orange flames with every step. It was one of those dreams that you wake up from and have to take a moment to realize you were actually asleep before.