demons

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there are stories of people who didn't have demons.

long ago, when my great great grandparents were alive - they never had demons. they just had voices in their heads, that helped them decide wrong and right.

they called them consciences.

but then these things came, these things that called themselves demons, things that would become attached to you when you turned five. 

girls always had girl demons and boys always had boys.

 they become your best friend, your other half.

 they help you find love and get over heartbreak.

an outer conscience, that you can learn from.

until she came.

everyone has one, there isn't a single person in the world who doesn't have one.

and they all look different. they're 'people', males and females, but they have a coloured tint to their skin, some are red, some blue, literally any colour. they're all unique just like us, and they're as much a part of us as we are them.

she used to have lavender skin. and a smile that washed over her face like waves.

i had a girl. something that rarely happened. something that i had only read about in history books. 

there had been legends about people who were paired with their opposite gender, and how they had either learned to live with each other or they had gone mad. 

no one knew what they went mad from. 

they just disappeared off the face of the earth and everyone assumed they had gone insane.

her name was estelle, and i honestly believed she had come from the stars. 

she had the palest lavender skin, and this golden hair that shimmered in the moonlight in a way that i had never seen before - the way it shone, it was like someone had collected the tiniest stars in the galaxy and braided them into her hair.

and her lips were this shade of red that was like the sunrise in winter, and her eyes. god, her eyes were so enticing, they radiated the summer rain, these warm midnight eyes with gold in the centre surrounding her pupils.

and she had freckles that ran across her cheeks, in the shape of tiny stars, each one a different planet or sun, mirroring the ones in the night sky.

she embodies everything beautiful in this world, and to me she was the beautiful in the world.

but she disappeared, just like in the legends, and i don't know where she's gone.

i just want her to come home.