I hope somone reads this...
This is a story about a demon who only wanted to live.
Prologue.
You trembled with fear,peolpe were lying on the ground around you,bleeding.
All you knew was that you woke up and all these peolpe were here with you.
You were so scared you were even having trouble with breathing.
"W-what happend? Who is this- Who were this peolple?",the victims of this massacre were all around the teens and twenties "H-h-elp,somone please help me..."
No one came.
Seeing this,you decided to walk away from the scene of the massacre and find somone who could help you.
The night was cold and snowy,the frozen wind hit your face making your skin aches.
You were going to vomit:there were to many trees making the woods seems like a labyrinth,the smell of blood hit your nose making you vomit.
You kneeld on the ground,a wave of vomit knocked you out for some minutes.
Immediatly,you woke up in a pole of your own vomit; some snow was on your swollen body.
Even if you're tired,you wanted and needed to advance in the storm making your way trough the forest; some hours later you arrived at a river.
You reached out for some water,but stopped when noticing your hands: your snails were long and sharp and some you could see some veins pookin out.
On the water you could see your reflection: your eyes had a cat like pupil, some venis were poking on your skin,the cananis were sharp and long.
'What?!What is happening?!'
Suddently a scared boy's voice trembled "Who are you?".
You turned around.