Many years ago as a young teenager in my small town in Ireland I was walking from a friends house by the river with another friend, I happened to look back and I saw a man with a long cape and big hat, and bagan to run my friend who is/was very level headed began to run soon after. It wasn't until I reached my home and she arrived a few minutes later that she agreed with me it was something very strange I believe I saw the devil that day why I don't know, but from a very small town we were able to know there were no fancy dress parties, it wasn't haloween it was very strange and I think of it rarely but remember being thoroughly scared and spooked and it's like he's always at my back.