Angel or Demon? People ask me that question wondering what I really am, I don’t know what I am anymore.

  I lay in bed with earbuds in listening to my music and hearing a little bit of my parents arguing over what I am and about if they should put my sister into adoption. Tears run down my face and I wanna scream and cry but I can’t, I am scared. I want Damon with me right now, I wanna talk to him, I need a hug.

  I don’t eat food for a couple of days and stay in bed for the day. I sometimes go outside when I wanna see Damon and talk to him, I feel happy when I’m around him, my only friend.

  I sit on my chair by my desk reading a book and the voices of if I am either Demon or Angel run through my head. My head hurts, great. I go down stairs to get a glass of water and another one, and another one... on repeat.?

  I hope this can stop, I’m confused with what I am now, an Angel or a Demon? I don’t know anymore...I just wanna bury myself in my blankets and sleep and never wake up from this nightmare of words and choices and yelling and stares, I will only wake up for Damon and only him, my best friend.

  I hide my heart under my wings so no one breaks it, so no one loses it, so no one can stab it.

  I see flower petals on my desk, I stay where I am and just watch the flower petals like a wolf watching their pray.