Prologue

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Don't be afraid of what you don't see.
Be afraid of what you can see.
You don't know who's gonna turn evil and who's gonna turn to be your hero..

I tried to stay awake that one rainy night. I was afraid of thunder, and my parents don't know that I'm afraid of thunder. Well my father hated my existence and he would make sure everyday that I remember that fact. I cringed at the memory of how my father lashed out on me this afternoon for going home a minute late. My wounds hurts so much.

A thunder lit up my room, I curled into my bed and covered my ears. Trying to mute everything. I silently cried, I wish I had good parents like other kids. Who would tuck me between them in nights like this.. If only I was born to different parents.. I sighed heavily. I tried to sleep again, I still have school tomorrow. At least at school I'll be with my teachers who are very nice to me. I don't have any friends, most of the students avoids me because of my dad. He is quite famous for being abusive and bad. I eat alone at lunch but I don't mind.

I heard a crash, like a glass breaking. I sat up abruptly. Fear crept all over me. Another crash.. I'm shaking terribly now. My head flowing from the known fear.. He's going to hurt me again.. He's gonna hurt me.. A cold shiver went all over me as I tensed.

I hear footsteps, and cursing..then I heard another crash! I stood up and went to my closet. I hide in my closet, I covered my mouth to stop the sobs. Then I prayed, I prayed to God that the monster would not come in my room. I can't handle the pain anymore, it hurts so much. I prayed and begged of him to let this nightmare be over. The noise halted. I don't have any idea what's happening outside my room, I'm too scared to even open my door.

Everything went silent. Maybe father had fallen asleep.. Maybe its over..for now. I waited for about a good five minutes before crawling out of the closet.. Making baby steps back to my bed.. I'm about half way across the room to where my bed is when the door suddenly bursts open. I froze, my heart felt like it jump up to my throat. Its dark outside the hallway.. Then a silhouette of a man came emerging from the darkness.. His eyes almost red, and his smile.. Sinisterly frightening.. A cold shiver went to my spine, I can't hide anywhere....He slowly walked inside..I sobbed and held my hands up, trying to protect my self, I know its gonna be useless but its what I always to
I don't want to die, I want to live and be happy.. He waved his arms, and there I saw it. My eyes grew wide. In his hands is a bloody baseball bat. He laughed evilly.

I gasped and held my breath.. What did he do to my mother again??

"Mom!'' I tried calling her. There was no reply. "Mom!" I screamed again. My father just laughed and smirked at me. I ball my little child hands into fist. "Where is mom? What have you done to her??" I demanded. Trying to sound brave and strong. But I don't feel any of that right now. He chuckled. And tskd.

"Oh you don't have to worry about that my son. She won't be around.. Not anymore. She's asleep forever.. And now.. It won't be long till you accompany her..." I saw the devil himself, smiling right at me.

Is this how my 12 years of existence ends? Me being killed by my father using his favorite baseball bat? Will I just let him end my miserable life now? I'm still a kid, but I wasn't dumb and stupid. I'm a top student at school. I maybe a wimpy little kid who's too short and thin for his age.. But I have something else no one knows I posses.

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