My Little Human. (Being edited)

One

I was supposed to be strong, cold hearted and merciless. But then, that human girl came up with her family and she turned me to a complete different person, I know I should hate her, had to hate her. But I couldn't.

I don't believe in such thing as magic but here I am, falling in love for a human. A kind that I should despite and fight against. If my master knows what I'm doing, he'd kill me, erase me from this world.
As the days pass by, my feelings for the young human girl increase, it's like something uncontrollable. Something I don't have the power to stop.

I sometimes think it's a test from my master, but if it was, I'd be gone long time ago by losing it miserably. Dead and shamed upon within my kind.

I was distracted from my thoughts when I heard her hum a beautiful rhythm. I smiled and looked at the little creature. There she is, the one who became the queen of my thoughts, the one who messed me up, changed me. Making me sin. Quit my demon duties.

The one who let me gave up fighting for my own home.

"This look pretty," she mumbled to herself. Looking at the mirror more. I shook my head, not understanding her. I don't know a lot about human kind but I know enough to call them a bunch of idiots, creatures that do no good in this world. Cheating and disgusting. They stab each other in the back and they live just fine with that fact. But I couldn't think the same about this one right here.

What I think shes doing right now, is 'putting make up' a thing that makes females pretty, They claim. Stupid thing, may I call it. Only faking up their females features. I didn't like that she put it on. She looks beautiful without it.

Her name is Norma.

I went to stood closer to her, and watched the way she put 'lipstick' on, it was pink. And I shook my head again, her lips are already pink. Why apply that thing on as well?
Sighing, I couldn't help but smile at her though.
She went inside the bathroom and I saw her washing off the 'make up' I smiled big when her natural face was shown. Now, how can she put all these stupid stuff on her face when she already is a beauty?

I just wish she knows that.

I learned that she never liked a thing about herself. She always complain about being ugly, and I never understood why, why would she call herself such a thing? Cant she see how gorgeous her dark hair looks dancing in the wind? Can't she see the way her green eyes twinkle under the sunlight, or the way she blushes?

Or even the way she laughs?

She was like a blind person who cants see, and it's so sad.

I followed her out of the bathroom and back to her bedroom, where she turned off the lights and laid down to sleep. I laid beside her and hug her small frame, watching her close her eyes and go to sleep in my arms.

This very room, and this very bed. Used to be mine, but now, it's ours. When Norma and her brother and mother moved in, I couldn't scare them out of my home like I used to do with all the families that tried to live here before. I couldn't bear the thought of not seeing this angel. So I let them stay, and was more than happy when Norma picked this room to be hers.
Her mother and brother, annoying humans who I'd more than love to kick out. But Norma seemed to love them too much, so I try to ignore that idea.

One day, I'll let my beloved human know who I am. And I'll let her know who she belongs to.

My little human.