The next next night she visited me. She told me her name was Emily. She told me I had a gift. I could see things. Things like Emily. I learned quickly that she was a demon. She had an abusive father and never knew her mother. Emily thinks he murdered her. Anyways, he kept her in the basement and forgot about her. Emily soon died of starvation. To get revenge, she suffocated her father in his sleep. Emily also told me stories about people that were murderers, psychos, and people who were murdered. She told me stories of her childhood. She is 3,000 years old but looks 10. She ages every two years. Anyway she wants me to stop writing now. If I don't stop and play with her she will probably hurt me again. She is pushy. Well I have to go. She is threatening me.
