I am God

She looked from one place to another, she was in a place unknown and familiar at the same time. Her body was the same, but her memories were different, at least that was how she felt.

-Mama mom!

-Forgive me, daughter, what happens? -She answered automatically with a bittersweet taste, because to her mind came the memories of a doctor telling her that she could not have children after losing the baby she had in her womb.

-I was telling you that I'm going out with Emily for a walk and ...

"You're not going," said the lady, as a restlessness formed when she remembered a voice that told her not to move from where she was.

- what? But you already gave me permission

-And now I tell you that you will not go.

- but why?

-Termines your food first. Then go to your room.

-Great, now you punish me without having done something wrong. Said the teenager named Irene.

-It would be a punishment if I make you clean the mess in which you sleep. -Sayed the mother

---------------------------point of view of Edu ------------------------------

The center of my city considered it a small place, where always the benches that have some shade are occupied and it is not necessary to take a sunbath or walk until there is some free.

I was sitting there taking a sunbath, the last one that could allow me to take it easy in a long time. I had taken the trouble to arrive early to walk through my city, because in the end that was, "my city", the city in which I spent more than 20 years of life and that unfortunately I could not protect. I walked by that beach named "Las Peñitas" and tears invaded my being as I remembered my family and the beautiful moments we had there.

Walk through that little square that everyone calls "plazuela de san pedro" but whose real name is "the fisherman" but that by the custom of people call it according to the neighborhood where it is.

At about noon he went to the refinery because there was the only person who made me change the opinion about relationships with a great difference in age. In a traveling food stand was a young girl who was barely 17 years old.

A brunette with wide hips, and I know, I like brunette women, but also Asian women. But back to the subject, she was helping her mother and the saddest thing is that I can not help them because the Puto First Chapter had already written it.

And then when I least thought I was sitting in front of the church waiting for 3:05 p.m.

The sky darkened, I looked up and I could see a giant object cover the sun. I wanted to see more clearly the majesty of that ship but I did not have it because hundreds of beings were rushing to earth.

Chaos began to appear around me. People ran from one side to another, some went in the direction of the church, because they wanted help from a dead being. They regretted their sins. Others went to their homes to hug their loved ones. There was one or another that only ran aimlessly. I felt sorry, so many people would die that day just because they wanted to, and a not so small group began to loot.

For my part I was walking to the central market that is about two minutes from downtown. While walking I remembered that the first to die would be all those beings that are part of some military organization. And in the place where I was, there were several waiting for his death.

I looked around and I could see three subjects that were causing a disaster in a small store and by the look that they were throwing at that young woman who was there I could see that nothing good was waiting for her, fortunately she is the person that I am looking for and those three young people will die at my hands because I want to kill them and because I wrote it that way.

-Women, they know that this is a crime -pronuncie

-Call the police if you want. -One answered while the other ordered me to retire.

- withdraw? To call the police? I do not need to do any of that, "I answered as a dagger appeared in my hand," I'm here to kill them and also to take the girl.

- Seriously? -Submit one of them whom I will call "F" while pulling a blade.

"F" is a type that does not even deserve to be described. He pounced on me and waved his right hand with which he held the knife with the intention of cutting my neck. A movement that unfortunately for him he already knew he was going to perform, so I moved my neck slightly to proceed to cut his wrist and thus get him to release the knife, what followed was a feast for me, then leave your body full of cuts so that he bleeds to death.

The next one to die will call him "D" and he will only suffocate him while his companion watched without being able to make a single movement. I did that quickly because in reality, the one I most want to kill is the one I have left alive today. That subject whom I will call "C" because that damn bastard ruined the life of the person I have loved the most in my life.

-Now if we are alone. -I told him -I understand your restlessness, I know that you want to flee but you can not move. That's because of fear, something you've made a person feel that is very important to me. And now you fill up with something that I have named "false courage" and your blows that are thrown only serve to hurt your hand, because my body at this moment, for a human as weak as you are, can be said to be Diamond .

I could see in him how fear returned to his body, it is something natural. I am currently a god although I have to confess that I am limiting myself a lot because there is a woman seeing me, besides the fact that I can not change what I wrote myself. My hands began to hit, and each blow caused a tremendous pain that only he could be able to stop because of my obstinacy of wanting to hit him until I got tired.

When I see Jesus I have to thank him because thanks to him I have been able to carry out the revenge that my heart so longed for.

After having left him unconscious, he took his friend's knife and with that he took out the views. Oh the scream he gave to faint again was a beautiful thing. The blood trickling down the knife is something I will not forget, just as I will never forget that that damn was the one who raped and forced the woman he loved to commit suicide. And if they ask why I did not kill him in the real world, it was because someone passed me.

After pulling out his eyes, cut off his tongue, and tear off his fingers one by one, then, only then do I cut his neck and leave him there dying.

Then I looked at that young woman and smiled at her in the most tender way I could, something that I surely did wrong because she moved away from me. So I had to continue with the story.

-Come with me if you want to live. -I said while doing honor to one of my favorite movies.

And she accompanied me.

I must confess that this is the only thing I have written, so I am grateful to Jesus for allowing me the pleasure of being a God, and I have decided to start with this story because since I only have a written chapter it means that I am capable of making this my main kingdom and thus have my life insurance. All I hope is that Taisha has not moved from her home.