CAEDES

The view of possessed child

I tell you this tale not as a human, but as a spirit, by this point I, Michael Nelson, have been dead for a month, and to be honest with you…. I regret making that deal that signed my fate. How about I take you back a few years, to the day I started school.

I joined my very first primary school in 2005, I went to nursery there, ever since I joined that school, I was bullied by everyone, even the teachers pets bullied me. This continued from reception onwards up to even when I was in secondary school, when I died I was in year 10. Ever since I joined school until the day I died I was bullied, every name under the sun I was called, beaten on a daily basis, I would always go home, get my blade that I hid in my draws and cried my eyes out whilst cutting away at my arm, it was the only way I could stop the pain of school.

I would write in my personal diary, everyday, what has been done to me, what has been said to me and what I wanted to do to myself, everything from hanging to drowning to even shooting myself came to mind. However I never tried, for some reason I never tried and to this day, I can't understand why.

Now, let's talk about the day…. The day I died. It was a Saturday Morning , like I do every Saturday morning, I went for a run up to the park, but something was different, there's this girl, her name is Alexa, she's in my tutor at school, I normally say hi to her and have a conversation with her, she's my best friend and the only person who doesn't bully and that's because she, admitted a while ago that, she had a crush on me and honestly….. I have feelings for her to. However, I saw her today and she seemed…. Different, she wasn't the usual happy Alexa Wade Thompson  I grew to love, she seemed like all her sanity was sucked away from her. I tried to talk to her, but she ran away screaming “STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU DEVIL” “I KNOW YOU KILLED MICHAEL, I KNOW YOU KILLED THE ONE I LOVE.” I called Alexa’s mom and told her what was going on and she was eventually picked up and sent home.

A little while after I got back home, and had the usual are you okay talk with my dad, he didn't leave me alone after the school called him up about my depression, I turned the news on to find that there was a car crash that happened it town and that a boy was found over by the canal lifeless, dangling from a noose, that didn't help my mind set, it was just reminding me of how much I wanted to do that.

Later that day I was lying in my bed, worrying about Alexa, querying what had happened to her earlier that day, wishing there was something I could do, feeling useless. I reached for my draw, opened it and grabbed the blade I hid in there, and started going up and down my arm, crying my eyes out, feeling useless and pathetic, not wanting to live. When I eventually stopped, I ended up crying myself to sleep. Then…. it happened, I was awoken by an all mighty…. BOO. Before me floated a man, sun red skin, chiseled out body, black wings, amazing looks, I reacted with a scream of “WHO IN THE HELL ARE YOU!”, when he replied with “The ruler of it my dear boy” I knew who it was, the angel who fell from grace, Lucifer. And oh boy was our conversation fun.