Short stories {TRIGGER WARNING}

~Dämon~

I no longer fear the demons in my head, they guide me, help me, protect me.

I do trust them, the demons. That's all I've ever known. The thing is, i know i shouldn't, but I do anyway. In a way they are me, they are in my brain. They don't talk, I already know what they would say. We are like best friends, you could never take just one. You know both of us, you just don't know that. He gives me my courage and helps me calm down when it's needed. Its impossible to take him away, he is me. And we are one. We share a mind. He knows the things I think, he even try's to help me get my mind off things. When I'm stressed he takes my hand and pulls me to my dream world. When I'm nervous he hugs me and tells me everything's ok. When I'm with people he says funny things to make me smile. When I smile people think it's at them, they buy it. He helps me with my disguise. He daydreams with me when I'm bored. He makes me think like I never have before. He tells me he will never leave, and I hope he doesn't. He crafts the mask I wear each and every day. I wear it proudly as I think of him. In a way he keeps me sane. I could never part with my best friend, he is a part of me. He is the one person I like having around. He smiles and tells me he loves me, and every time he does I know he means it.

~Dämon-demon