It's Human Nature: The Demon in Me

Hello Deary

I slammed the door of the bathroom and sunk to the floor. It was trying to come out, the demon. I could feel it ripping its way through my soul, I could hear it chuckle in my mind. Why couldn't it do this at home instead of when I'm in school?

I grasp my hair and rock back and forth, willing the demon to go away. You can't run from something you are, it whispered.

Then, all of a sudden I felt my back crack and shape, my eyes burned and my jaw unhatched. I screamed and flew forward, my body braking from the impact. I hoped no one heard me, I didn't want any teachers to see me like this.

Every bone in my body was broken and I feared for the worst and prayed for death. Then, claws ripped out my spine from the inside of my body and I fell to the ground in a rubbery heap of blood.

I screamed so loud, I was sure someone heard me. My spine was struck to the ground and the thing took my face in its claws and stared into my eyes. It's own held no emotion nor any pupils. It's eyes were pure white, to the point I could see my own reflection. It's mouth was torn and the jaw hung lose on little cartilage it had left on his face. There was no gums were visible to hide the long, sharp, crooked teeth. The body was just skin and bones, black and dangly, with a long face to complete the horror of it's own being.

I stared into its blank eyes and gasped for air, as he lifted me up to the point where my feet dangled three feet above the floor, and there at that height (I only stand at 5'6") I was evenly faced with the creature that threatens this school.

"Kill me, please." I beg into its invisible soul. It crushes its claws into my jaw and cheeks as I beg. Silently It tilts its head and smiles the best it can then shakes its head 'no'.

I let the tears slide down my red, bloody cheeks and pray I die.

It then threw me on the ground and as I laid there, on my stomach I could feel it crawl through where my spine used to lay. I screamed in pain as it took my body into its shape.

Then, I felt bliss. I didn't feel any pain, nor did I want to die. Instead of the urging feeling of me wanting to bleed out, I wanted to bleed other people out. I felt a sudden need to kill, the sudden need to feel someone else's blood on my hands.

I turned to the mirror and saw that the thing that took over my body had transformed my own to its shape. I had the same blank eyes, same broken jaw, long, crooked teeth, same boney figure and the same dark soul it had possessed.

I then looked to the door and opened it slowly, and I stumbled out to the hallway. Class will be ending soon, so let's spread some cheer, I thought.

I stood and thought who I hated most in this school, two doors away was my class, on the other side was the grade twelvers-who had always made fun of me- and in the class I was standing by we're the grade ten's. my grade had always hated me, always feared to be by me, always avoided me like the plague.

I chose my class and walked two classes over, then stood right in the middle of the doorway. The bell rang and cheers erupted from all over. I smiled, they won't be cheering for long.

The door opened and I tilted my head and smiled creepily. The girl-Meghan (who had been the main bully of my entire life-took one look at me and screamed. I opened the door wider and everyone could see me, I towered over every teen that ever bullied me, and they all stared at me with frightened faces.

"Hello bitches." I screeched out.

"Hannah?" The teacher whispered questioningly.

"Remember how you all beat up that little girl named 'Hannah'? The one you speak about?" I ask, still smiling.

They all stared with the same scared faces, and I laughed at their poor souls.

"Well, she asked me to help her, to get revenge and karma to all of the poor, unfortunate souls that ever laid a finger on her." I looked directly to the popular group who looked down at their feet.

"How dare you! Disrespect me!? I can take your life in a snap of my fingers and you don't show any fear in my presence?!" I growl out.

Their heads shot up, and they all glanced at each other before the main bitch spoke, "So if your like, going to kill us, then we can call the police."

"Go ahead..." they take out their phones and I chuckle, which make them stop and look up at me, "but, they won't find any evidence since I am only a ghost. I'm the monster under your bed, the creeper in your closet, and yet, I'm real. You can call the police, but know this: they won't find your bodies!" I laugh evilly and watch as all of them take out their phones. They all turn on their cameras but in one flick of my wrist they fly to the ceiling. More arms slide out of my back, and grab each and every one of them, and hold them all by the throats.

"You can't do this!" One jock screamed out, struggling against my arms.

I raise an eyebrow and tilt my head to the side sharply, "Watch me."

I took one of the teenager's phone and snapped a picture of my demon who had left my body to pose for me. I had put a meme on the pic to send a message to the police when they find the bodies of the teens. 'Revenge is the best served with blood and gore.'

I chuckled and let my demon take my form once again. Then, when I could move again, I put the phone gently on top of Meghan's deformed body.

They will never know how I managed to kill them all, and yet, have the room spotless from blood.

I left the building full, satisfied, and content from all the blood I had.

"Have you ever seen this girl before?" A police asked.

I smiled, "Yes, she was in my class."

"If you were her peer, then why didn't you die along with your entire class and teacher?"

I shrug, still smiling, "I had gone to the bathroom at that time." They have no power over me.

He huffed and kept his eyes on my curved lips. "Is this funny to you?"

I chuckled and looked around the room. The stupid men didn't leave any cameras here, nor any recorders, this was too easy. "In fact," I stood up and they all put their hands to their guns, "it is funny, not the death, no, but that picture there," I took the phone and examined my inner self, "this creature looks just like me."

They all looked confused and took out their guns and aimed. "Us as a generation think that we humans are so smart, so amazing, and yet, we are the weak, the destroyers." I laugh for special effect, "And all along, we are the demons that we've hid from since our youth."

I crept towards the cop who was asking me questions, he was cute, young, and seemed like a good man. That'll change.

I breathed in deeply and spread out my arms, letting my demon come out and possess my body, everyone gasped and I turned to the cute cop.

They all shot and me, but I can't die, I have no heart, no soul. Slowly I took his face in my claws and smiled down at him, "Hello deary."

Then I ended all their lives.