My Demon Lives

My Pain & My Life

The next few days after the accident came and went. I call it an accident because my mom wont allow me to call it what it really was. She says words such as that i tried to outter, are to sharp for me to force out of my mouth. Everyday was the same non the less. I would cut. The boy would appear. He torture me in some way, whether it was making me deam of the ways he said he'd kill me, or causing things that shouldnt happen to happen. It all happened when I was alone. In turn, making My loneliness My pain.

"Please stop. I just want to be left alone." I cried into the evening sunset. My folks were out. I was home alone yet again.

"I can never leave" his voice sang through my house. Trying to escape it i ran to my room,but there he was standing in the middle of the room. "Plus your too fun to make cry" he added. His voice was twisted and distorted this time.

I backed up towards the door, that shut and locked before i could get near it. This was his doing. All of this from the beginning he was ruuning My life. Causeing me to be lonely and making me feel pain even when i believed i was happy. Other times he was kind and caring. "I thrive on you feelings" he once told me as we gazed at the stars. He didnt hurt me then he just Listened and comforted me. Then there were times were he was blinded by lust. Although he never touched me, he'd give me dreams of my body being forcfully penetrated by him.

However now was not one of those times. Now he was out to scare me. And physically hurt me

"G-go away. I dont want you here" i said shakily to him.

"Too bad" was his only reply.

Suddenly my air was caught short again. I could feel his hands, one on my neck the other piercing into my stomach. I could feel tears rolling down my cheek this Pain. The pain i felt everyday, but mostly at night. This pain was My life. I almost looked forward to it. Like i was happy someone wanted me alive, yet i was happy that they wanted to see me die as much as i want to die.
But, i didnt want this kind of happiness. I didnt want this kind of life. I want to be free from this. So i can be truly happy.

"Twinkle twinkle little Byun O'how you will pass out soon. Do not fret you will not die. For your parents have returned, but ill see you tonight." The latter sang to me as my visibility became dim and cut out completely.
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When I woke up my room was pitch black, I was still on the floor, my stomach hurt and my throat was dryer then the Sahara desert. I walked to my bathroom to see a large bruise plasted to my neck in the shape of a handprint.

Why me

I thought as tears fell from my face. Then he appeared again.

"Good night. Ill make you sleep good tonigt to make up for the bruise." He whispered. His voice was coated with a poison hiss making me shiver. His tongue found its way to my neck as well. This was the frist time he's ever done anything like this.

"Nonononono!" I stammered pulling my self from him and running to my still locked door. I began to bang vigorously calling for my mom.

"So you dont want me to make you feel good? You must like it when i hurt you" he said as he crept near me.

"Nonono!" I said moving from him, and scurrying across the room. I was immediately grabed and flung into the aposing wall. Then i began to feel that chocking feeling again. Just before my site was stolen by the lack of air. My mom broke into my room.

"Back beast. Away from my son!" My mom yelled waving essence. The boy dropped me hissing at that smell and vanished, causing me to fall to my knees. Broken feeling again.