1 Chapter one - The fight

-Many years ago-

I sat on the sidewalk watching a man and woman fighting. They were arguing about something. I don't remember much but, the things I do remember don't make much sense.

"She's just a child!" The woman cried. "He's just a child! They are children and you are going to say this?"

"Don't say that! I love them like my own kids!" The man hissed.

"My God, you are drunker than I thought. They are your kids!"

I guess these two fought a lot. I can't remember what started this fight, or how it ended but, one thing stuck out more than any.

"The Angle and Demon! In the attic! They might talk to the kids!" The woman said.

I never saw how that fit into the argument. Who are the Angle and Demon? Why would it be bad if they talked to us? I thought.

That night, the man put a suitcase in a car and drove away. He never came back. The woman sat in the driveway crying for hours, and I just stared at her. I wanted to help but, how could I? I was only a child

"Mom?" A boy asked, walking next to her. " Why are you sad?"

"He doesn't understand them. They love you kids. You are just like them."

"Who are they?"

The woman looked at her son like she had never seen him before. She looked confused, and sad, until she smiled brightly at the boy at said, "No one, sweet boy."