Fallen Angels

Bad Angel

I wasn't always bad. I mean how could I have been if I was in heaven? I guess the reason why I turned was because of how I got cast out, with no recollection of why. In fact, the very first time I did something wrong was by accident. It was a few day after I'd woken from the fall. I remember wandering around, confused and disorientated, wondering who I was. And where. I stumbled upon a building that was all white, with a cross on top of it. A church, a place where humans worshipped God. I remember being bewildered seeing it. That was when it happened. Some kind of creature walked out of this church thing. It scared me so much that before I knew it, the building was on fire, along with the people in it. I recall thinking, asking, if I had done that, if I had been the one to kill those creatures. I can still hear the sounds of their screaming today. Ever since that day I've figured out that I kind of like causing trouble. Doing things I shouldn't. Another thing I learned over years of being on earth is that when I feel a strong emotion, anger, fear or happiness, depending on what emotion I'm feeling, things happen. Mostly bad thing. I've learned to control my emotions since then. Now I can do those terrible things whenever I want. I have total control. I feel indestructible.