Demoni

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At first it was easy. I could scream and the demon would stutter. It gave me satisfaction to know that I had a bit of power over it. But it started to become harder. When I screamed I'd choke, or someone would fall backwards. The demon got real angry real fast.

Tommy lifted himself off the ground and wiped the blood from his lip.

The demon was cunning. He knew that he could give himself a nose bleed, or make himself cough up blood, but he would feel no pain because it wasn't his body. Only my soul could feel the aches and pangs, fore the body was mine.

Tommy tried to fight with words of wisdom, but nothing was working.

The demon was in my body, but I was in my body too. He had half my brain, and I had the other. Now his thoughts lingered in my head. He'd think about awful things he had done, and awful things he was going to do. He'd whisper terrible things in his raspy voice, and I had no voice to fire back with.

"Please, you've had a daughter before... You got to let her go." Papa begged. In that moment I realized that the demon was the spirit of Malena's mother. Amelia was possessed as well, but by Malena herself.

The demon turned around in completely fury. "Why do you assume such a thing?" I got a big notion through the transmitted brain signals from Malena's mother to me, that she was about to murder my father. I screeched at the top of my lungs, and fluctuated the demons speech once again.

My head shook rapidly and my voice started to pounce through the demons.

"Get out of the house." I spoke softly.

"Stay in, it's fine don't worry. You'll be safe." She said back.

"Get out of the house." My voice began to broaden, but immediately sunk back under the shadow of the demons.

A little cackle sprouted out of my mouth, it wasn't my voice though. Through the cackle, you'd hear slight pauses to hear a small period of time fulfilled with screams. Every time me and the demon switched off on speaking, his head would shake rapidly back and forth.

The thoughts became stranger, his voice became deeper, and my body was now only partially my own.

Now all I could rely on was myself trying to make it out of the devils grasp.