A demons tail

Intro/Chapter 1

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** Note: I bet no one will read this story, but I just wanted to start a little random story as I sometimes like to write in my spare time. Enjoy! **

---/ Introduction \---

Hell. Evil. Red. Black. Hades. Dark. The only thing missing there is devils/demons. Yep, the red skinned creatures with fiery swift eyes and a tail with a triangular tip. I'm terrified of them now. And always will be.

---/ Chapter 1 \---

My older brother and I used to always hang out when we were younger. He taught me how to ride a bike (And kept encouraging me no matter how many times I fell off.)

He played dolls and dressups with me, which I don't think he enjoyed much.

We talked for hours about each other and how much we love each other.

I probably spent more time with my brother than my mum. He was the one thing I looked up to and loved to bits.

But as we got older, we soon grew apart. He got friends and hanged out with them more than me. He was focused on homework and studying. Then he got a girlfriend which meant I hardly got to see him.

I still wanted to hang out with him. I had tea party's on my own. I went on my bike alone. I played dolls on my own. And I wouldn't let my mum hang out with me because I thought my brother might come but he never did.

My mum used to always say to me; "Jazz, sometimes your brother just needs to have some friend time or alone time."

But he never saw me. It was always full time and it made me so upset.

I felt isolated from him. He was the one thing that made me happy and he wasn't even coming back to play with me. I was truly broken inside, every part of my heart tearing up inside and floating around aimlessly still looking for hope. Hope, that never came.

I then found myself being completely independent from others and only had a couple of friends that understood the same feeling. They are Lily and Ariana. Whether it was their siblings or their parents they had gone through the same as me.

We always hanged out together, letting out any anger or tears and we would always comfort each other.

Then a few years later Ariana moved to Arizona in the US a couple of years later. Lily and I felt devastated as did Ariana. We had to move on from the past.

And now we are up to the present time, but ill have to start from the real start of this horrible adventure.