Demon's Obsession

lse close to me... Like a wind, gust is around me all the time, W

n the world... It always haunts you... And this is a

tion of my brain... but every moment I feel it

to my dreams every night, who a

d a spark, and it had ignited a fire within me... When I looked around to find someone

ble nightmare..., the day when I l

4 years old and out of nowhere, my father started beating me till I was unconscious and my mother gi

used to worship t

ir last hope... Which was totally wrong, but my parents did not want to lose my younger bro

they

ng me, In order to

for your beloved brother's life... Being elder

lling down like a r

it's totally wrong how

w counte

his reward from you for the sake of o

ripped my hair, pulled bac

on my face as he punched me over

.. please have some mercy

ed out wh

ur poor baby going t

y shoulder a little more hard... I bit my lips to keep out a faint cry

ith no fear... But that time I would not beg and woul

to the floor and attem

s a proper time fo

less expression on her face an

ing in the rooms shattered and shaking... A red shiny portal opened in the wall and

in, and I started to blackout... I felt my body hit the ground as

at's i

ks like someone has erased all my mem

parents I d

that night I

lly come that nig

r Mary sitting in front of me, caressing my hair lovingly with a beautiful

t voice interru

ed, hummed in acknowledgement and

rocery shopping. I'm swamped with some

"of course" not minding any work that would help o

asy because I was a little uncom

s by yourself. You have to learn, I always felt very bad when I saw you barely interacted w

cally, pleased that mother Mary was giv

f many colours fall to the earth floor. I hummed my favourite s

cart and quickly grabbed the necessities according to t mother Mary's list. I was walking and als

so so

earing a cape. She looked at me and her eyes are a st

l... it's fin

I have a strong feeling that eyes recognize me. But

in a hurry. It's a bottle filled with a crimso

... I think you

ttle in my hand she

tra

ke that, it's too... blood like, yet at

is th

as sh

er, but she had just v