The Scare

Prologue

It was age 7 at exactly midnight that I started to see and hear them. The black misty phantoms that smelt of burning flesh and tar. Their voices were deep, sending shivers down my spine with every Latin chant that they would sing.
The whispers they spoke were even worse, some of them would even say my name. Although,The figures never spoke their names; they spoke highly of their fathers name. Lucifer. "Our lord Satan" they would whisper in the dark of the night.
I never quite understood what their one-sided conversations to me were about till I was near the age of 10. My mother started to read the bible to me ,while taking me to church. Then I began to understand, demons. I saw and heard demons.
The thought shocked me as a 10 year old. My mind was frantic with thoughts. "Am I damned?, Did God not want me?, What will become of me when I reach my demise?"
As I grew over the years, I began to get use to the chants and whispers. When I was 15 the Figures weren't a bother. In fact, the chants would even lull me to sleep. I accepted the Demons. They were now a part of my everyday life.