Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26873355-20150811044128

July 16th, 2015

For as long as I can remember I've been this way.

Whether it was my emotions or sudden bursts of energy that gave me feelings of power, I've always had this ability. I was a child lost in solitude, I didn't fit the status quo. I was called scary, weird, and even evil by other kids and a demon child by the adults. It's funny when I think about it though because I'm adopted. Abandoned at birth and put in an orphanage only to be brought to some strangers house and be forced to called them my "Parents". I had no idea who my real parents were, the orphanage tried to find out but found nothing. I still don't know who my mother is even after everything I know now.

My parents pulled me out of school around the age of 8. The bullying had become to much for them to handle. One day the bus driver had refused to let me on the bus as he had said "She'll kill us all!" They of course sued the school and had him fired, but I didn't care. It didn't affect me, I've never really been affected by anything, I suppose I've always been a pretty uncaring person.

Since then I've grown, not a lot considering I'm 4'9" but appearance wise I feel blessed. Long brunette hair, pink lips, and hazel eyes that hold a sadness, a past I don't know of, that I don't understand. Sometimes I look in the mirror and I see someone else, like looking through the eyes of a stranger. There is something or someone else living inside me that I don't recognize. That pushes this depression... this aching pain inside that I don't want, I don't understand. It's not mine, I have nothing to be sad about, I've lived a relatively emotionless life. So who or where is it coming from?

I often had these dreams, flashes of red and orange. I would feel heat burning me, boiling my skin, letting it melt away as if to reveal something no one should see. As I've gotten older the dreams have become clearer and I can see more than I could before. There's fire everywhere, pits of lava are surrounding me and my skin melts away to reveal something that I wake to quickly to truly see. I thought I was in hell.

I'm frightened of what... no... who I'm becoming. I'm changing drastically, interests and personality wise. I've noticed that I'm becoming more and more interested in the darkness and all things satanic. God... I'm practically a devil worshipper. I've noticed that I'm gaining these abilities and they're getting stronger. I'm scared for the future and for myself.

July 27th, 2015

It's been a while since I've last wrote.

I'm 16 now, it's my birthday and my powers have grown unimaginably. I can scare something as dangerous as a grizzly bear away with a single stare. I can persuade someone to do as I please, with a single flick of my wrist I can pick something or someone up. I can even kill or resurrect living things with my mind.

I've done it before... killed. People say that it's a sin and that may be true but you don't know what it's like. The satisfaction of someone's life right in the palm of your hand, it's god-like. I'm beyond heaven now, I know where I'm going when I die and I'm more than happy with it. It's where I belong, my true home.

August 10th, 2015

I know who I am now. I'm not ashamed, I'm powerful and feared by many and it's satisfying. I'm not normal and I know that and I understand everything now. More importantly I know who my real father is and I couldn't be anymore honored. I am the spawn of satan, I just know it! How else could you explain my dreams, this power I have? I used to be so weak, so scared but I'm not now. I've become this new person, I'm fearless and strong and feared and it feels so amazing! I am a god and you will acknowledge me 