Chapter 1
I was thinking mostly all the time by myself. Trying to figure out why I see these strange things. Why do I do these horrible things to innocent people? Did these people hurt me in my past time? My family believes that its just me being crazy. They never wanted anything to do with me. That's why I'm sitting here in the crazy place with terrible people like me. I didn't do anything wrong. Yeah, so what I killed a lot of innocent people but I don't believe it's really me its someone else. Don't believe me huh? Well I guess I have to explain my self... see if you could catch on to what I'm trying to say.
Just to start you off they call me Natas my original name is Natalie my family changed it when they found out who I was supposedly a Demon, crazy huh? This all started when I was six years old. My life has started new again from being switched back and forth from family to family. I never new why I was never wanted I was a little girl. They always treated me like I wasn't part of the family I always thought I was a normal little girl but I wasn't I'm a Demon. They see it in my eyes, they fear me. Anyways one night I was with my family I was currently with and were sitting at the dinner table with my foster mother and brother and older sister I still didn't know their names I didn't care for it anymore when I knew i was leaving soon. I lived with this family for two months now the longest I've been with a family in my life. I was always switched when I was a toddler yet they knew I was the cursid one which they all said just after a few weeks. Well now is the moment when I should be acting strange to these people, put fear in their eyes I see it all the time why don't they give me up? Is this family trying to prove something. That night they all saw it, I was the strange one. I was just sitting there staring in the distance like something was in control no one could make me move I was to strong. My eyes suddenly when black, I still can see everything but in darkness. Now they were terrified. I couldn't help myself I got on the table and screeched as loud as I could. It wasn't me in the there I'm not the me, my body is doing this I'm not in control no more. Suddenly I look around and I stare deeply at my foster brothers eyes and whispered so he can only hear to "stay back". I grabbed my older sister by her shirt lifted her in the air and threw her into a wall a repeatedly punched her in heart until she couldn't breathe. I was screaming so loud in the inside but nothing came out from my body I just kept going I can see my family scared to death. Mother is holding on to brother tightly in a corner. I finally stop and I take mother and tell her to never touch him again. I know I didn't say those words. I love them all very much. Who or whatever was inside me didn't like this family didn't want them alive. I killed mother and sister right in front of brother. He was holding a knife in his hand and yelling at me to stay back, I was screaming and saying to this thing do not touch him. It talked back to me and said "I'm not gonna touch him I did my part killing your other family its your turn". I was in control now but not total control I wanted to kill him I felt so much hate for him. His life was coming to an end. I took the knife away from him and stabbed in his head. I whispered "little brother you didn't listen to me I told you to stay back you didn't listen Im sorry". I was standing in a kitchen with a dead brother, sister and mother.. who are you kidding they were never my family. I was finally back to normal my eyes were not black no more water started to come pouring from my eyes as I held my family together in my arms screaming my heart out IM SORRY! Then all out of a sudden I hear sirens of police coming I freak out and go up to the roof. I felt as I was gonna be taken over again I new something was coming in me. "Here we go" I said to my self, my eyes turned black again and I jumped into the dark night sky into the forest where I stayed to lay low by myself. I knew they would find me but I'm a six year old who would know its me? which is what I thought but I was wrong.
YOU ARE READING
Natas the Demon
ParanormalMy name is Natalie but people call me Natas or Satan spelled backwards. Its not who I am though Im a demon. It all started when I was a child from being shifted from family home to family home. I never knew why until that one night I had seen the wa...