The Dairy of Cole Turner

Journal Entry 1

I never wanted to die this way or live the way I did but I did. I had a choice but it just happened. Even though I didn't want it at the beginning and it just happened in little steps. I turned into my own worst enemy, the person I didn't want to become. I was forced into this life being raped by demon after demon cursing me to be the chosen one, and I gave in.

I've regretted it ever since I gave in to accept my demonic nature. I only wanted to be a human. I wanted to be loved and accepted. I wanted my dad in my life. His death hurt me so much and I remember it vividly.

On that night, my dad and I we were heading home after my school play. As we were heading home, my mom approached us and grabbed me from my father's arms. They yelled and screamed at each for several minutes.

I couldn't stand there yelling. Why couldn't they us get along and be happy with each other? What happened between them? How could that love end so quickly?

Then out of the corner of my eye, Mom threw a fireball at daddy. He turned into sand at my mom's feet. How could mommy do this? What the hell is she? Is this the reason why daddy left mommy?

I cried so hard that night. I wanted my dad to be alive again. I cried for days, longing for my daddy to wake me up telling me I had a bad nightmare. He would comfort me with his loving hug and make me breakfast. The nightmare never ended and I lived with that nightmare ever since that night.