The Start?

It was the being of fall as the leaves were changing colors and falling off of the trees. It was a cold morning for him. I don't remember who he was but he had like to play games.

Present Day

It was a normal day in school during the fall as I sat down at my desk as class was starting and remember thinking that it would a normal day of class. I was wrong.

Looking at the front of the class I could see a man shrouded in darkness. No else but I could see him there looking at me as my heart started to pounding rapidly. I could see an knife in his hand with blood on dripping off of on the ground.

Going unconscious I was filled with fear in my body. I woke up to the teacher lecturing to me about sleeping in class. Boy that was the last of my worries.

That day I could see everyone's demons around them. Some where tall and some where short. Walking behind them as with a smile on their face. They had something in common all of them were in pitch darkness.

The man bothered me that night I couldn't fall asleep peaceful as the it was midnight. Being fully awake I asked my parents about the man I had seen but they tried to assure that he wasn't real. Their demon where getting more visible the longer I was a nuisance to them.

During lunch I can see the school bully harassing the girls at the lunch table. His demon seems to be enjoying it. His demon was big and buff with its big tusk coming out of its mouth.

After school I had walked home to see a man mugger a lady for her purse and money. Her demon was small and scared. The man's demon was slender and quiet.

The man saw me as a anger look on his face grew large. His demon was dark red at this point. As he attacked me a another man had came and killed his demon with an knife as I realized it was the man from the classroom.

Killing his demon caused him to collapse and he seems to be dead. The lady had ran away before it happened. The man held five cards in his hands with the same purple eye on the back of each cards.

He told me that he was my demon and that he will let me choose a card. The card would decide the man's fate he said with a big smile.

Upon choosing the card I had sealed his fate. It was death for him that day as later I saw the man had hanged himself out in the streets. It was a cold day.

My demon had tried to play cards with me one day when I was home alone on the bed. It was the weekend. He said that one of this cards would make your life better and the others will make your life a lot worse.

I was compelled to choose of if the cards. I had picked one, it was the wrong one. Now he can come to existence as he please around me. This could only spell disaster I had thought unknown of what's to come.