Awake

 

It has come Demon, the day of your demise.

You have no power over me child, you can not defeat me.

It is not my power that will return you to your prison, but the Light of a thousand souls.

You have no power and no means to gather such power.

I will not need to, only channel it.  You have spent many millennia in you prison, concentrating so much on your escape, so much on the bad that have happened in this world, but not on the good.  Not on the good that has come from the bad.  You yourself have forgotten the words from the book of Deredru, foretelling your return and you demise.

You talk of the Light.  The Light has left this world.

There you are wrong.  A gathering of the Light of a thousand souls, in sorrow for the loss of ones that gave their lives.  You paid heed only to the great wars that scarred this planet, that ended family lines, but not to the days that followed.  Days where the losses were remembered, days called Remembrance Day, Veterans Day, Armistice Day, National Day and The Day of Peace in the Flanders Fields.  This day is that day, the day of Light where not a thousand, but millions gather in sorrow to remember the ones who have been lost.

This can not be.  Your gods have turned their backs on you, you can not do this.

   

They have not turned their backs on us, only given us more freedom to choose our paths.  Some will turn down the wrong one, but more of us everyday day make the right choice and it is those that will keep us safe from you.

I can not believe.

 That is why you have failed.

 

 

     I awoke scared, surrounded by Nurses and a Doctor trying to comfort me.  I was confused, not knowing what was going on.  My heart ached with the feeling that Spooky was gone.  What had I done, Spooky was one of my closest friends and I had killed her.

     Just then, Spooky and Yumi came walking into the room, I could feel a tear roll down my cheek when I saw them.  They both smiled and Yumi asked me how I was doing, I replied that I was feeling good, but didn’t know what was going on.  Spooky told me they had not heard from me for some time and with my parents being away, they couldn’t ask them where I was.  They had both come over to my place and found me lying on the floor of my bedroom where they then called an ambulance.

     It turns out; the demon had tried to trick me to believe I had killed Spooky, her twisted thoughts painting a picture of Spooky lying dead in her own blood.  The demons hold on me had not taken over me fully like she wanted me to believe; she was only set free on Halloween, but had not regained her powers.  She needed me to give up and thought by showing me Spooky dead that the loss of a friend would weaken me, but it only made me stronger.  My will to fight back grew with the thought that she could take more of my friend away from me.  The demon has been returned and nobody knows about it, or they no longer know about it.  I have trouble remembering the details of what has happened, past days drawing a blank in my memory.  I don’t know if I am loosing what has happened or if it was even real, but for some reason I seem to remember something about a book.  Maybe I should take a trip to the library and check something out to read.

November 11, 2009. Tags: , , , , , . by Kasumi.

One Comment

  1. spooky replied:

    yay, i’m back! it was just a dream. whatch out for that doctor! he looks a bit naughty. is he new?

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