Bold/italics/underlined= Outside Voice
Bold/Italics= Both Demon and Angel speaking at the same time
Bold = Angel
Italics= Demon
Can you feel me?
I'm sitting right next to you.
I feel you.
But do you understand why it's me?
Not an Angel in Heaven
But a Demon in Hell?
No, of course you don't.
I could show you
But…
It might scare you.
It scares me.
This Demon in Hell.
Can you feel me?
I'm sitting right next to you.
I feel you.
But do you understand why it's me?
Not a Demon in Hell
But an Angel in Heaven?
No, of course you don't.
I could show you
But…
It might scare you.
It scares me.
This Angel in Heaven.
I never thought my self a demon in hell but a normal human. I lived and died for what I believed in. Ah yes... And doing what I believed in led me to Hell? No, it's what I did after. What I did after I was changed to a different species. Not a human but not a God. But I thought myself to be a God. I killed innocents, men, women, children, and it all made no difference to me. After years of this I gained a grain of my humanity back and realized I was doing wrong, I left. The person who ruled me and my life, my Goddess, was angry. I was her favorite. People tell me and keep telling me that it doesn't matter what I did but the fact that I had enough humanity to leave and change. But they don't understand. They don't get that even though I left I'm still a demon but in my own Hell.
I never thought my self to be an angel in Heaven but a normal human. I lived a normal life going to school doing home work things like that. When my scenery changed, my life changed. I met new people, I fell in love, and I found a new family. The love of my life was apart of this family and they all treated me like I was their salvation, save a select few. I was treated with respect and raised on a pedestal that I didn't want. I was kept happy, in Heaven, you might say.
We were both in the same place the same time when the demon attacked the angel and made the angel fall from Heaven. The demon saw her fall and couldn't help but feel sad about what had happened. The angel watched as the demon attacked and didn't feel sad at all, the angel understood that it was the demon's nature to attack.
I made the angel fall to Earth and I wanted to help the angel. For as I attacked the angel felt no fear but felt understanding and I for the first time in years felt hope that I might leave my own Hell.
I had fallen and didn't know how to get up. My family had left and taken the love of my life with them. I didn't know what to feel or do. But as I looked around I thought of the demon.
One knocked the other down. One feels bad and the other has no idea what to feel.
Could they each help each other to find peace?
A/N: Please tell me your opinion? Should I continue? Or should I call it here?