Once upon a time, a girl screamed that she heard monsters. The girl, now grown up, cannot recall this night, much less screaming for monsters. But this is the story as she heard it for most of her life.
In her screaming, she woke her mother, and she woke her father. Her father became angry. The girl never found out whether he had a bad day. Or if she cried often and disturbed his sleep. Or he simply did not want to worry about this child's fears. Regardless, in a rage, he took off his blanket and marched across the house. The mother, always meek to the father, simply trailed behind him.
The screaming grew louder as he approached the room's threshold. He tried to turn the knob but could not open the door. He tried to push on the door, wiggle the knob, pound with his fists. The sounds of his hitting the door blended with the girl's screams in an horrid cacophony. But no matter how hard the parents tried, the girl persisted that there were monsters in the room, and the door refused to budge. So the parents called the elders of their temple.
The family were Jehova's Witnesses. The girl clearly recalls walking door to door to push her little magazines, going to the services, and the little card stating that she was not to receive blood should she need it. She remembers during holidays being excused from the festivities to do alternate activities, such as learning to tie shoes. She grew up in the temple, and the temple elders were the ones that came late that night to help.
After a long consultation and many questions, the elders pinpointed the issue. The girl's father had a collection of demonic LPs, and the demons were what were trapping the girl. The only solution would be to destroy the music. It was the 80s, after all, and the height of the Satanic Panic™. According to the story, the destruction of the albums worked. The door was freed, and the screaming stopped. A seemingly sensible and natural solution to the solve the havoc of the devil terrorizing a sensitive child.
This story does not make sense. Music is not demonic. The girl, now grown up, often fears that the true demons were planted in her from the abuse and neglect of a father that she strove and failed to please for the first decade of her life. A father who, hesitated not in planting the monster of fear in that little child's heart when he abandoned her.