I am a demon.My mind consists of nothing but monsters.When you are young,you are scared of the monsters under the bed.Telling your parents to tell them to go away.Then you grow up.You grow up and begin getting terrified of the monsters in your head.All monsters have a creator but the ones in my head are made by many people.I am the one that helped build those monsters.I allowed for them to be there and although I try,I try so hard to get rid of them they have settled here.They found a home in my thoughts.I did not create them alone though.There are people that hurt me.I don't mean bullies.Bullies are people that have nothing better to do then scare a person.I don't have much experience with bullies.No,these people are much worse.They enter my mind and life and are dressed up as Angels.Beautiful angels.I begin to love them,truly love them and hold on to them for what seems like forever.Then something changes.These Angels begin walking away.I don't blame them,I'm not unique or special;there are others out there better.So they walk away and I'm still holding on.I am too dependent on them.Or I was.No there is no one to hold on too.These beautiful people are no longer here and all they have left behind are monsters.Maybe those monsters are the inner self of angels.These monsters try to kill me tear me down.This time I might just let them
