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Finally! It is finally over. No more pretending to be happy or cheerful. It’s finally over now. So, I’ll be the first and only one to celebrate. But the more I think about it, they may want me gone too…
Why? Well, just look back on my life. It’s funny really. I’ve never had anything to celebrate until now. I was born cursed, the son of Satan. And that was me. as I grew up, I never got to celebrate the “joy” of reading: the words moved too fast for me to follow. And throughout my life at school, I never got any awards or trips, that was all left for my brother. The only thing to enjoy was my birthday. Another year, closer to my death.
And now, I have found out how it works. My twin brother, the younger, better one, gets all the fame whilst I must stay with shadows and pain. He didn’t have to watch dad die, but I did. And with that, I unlocked my powers, for nothing. I can’t even pretend I’m normal, no, I can’t even lie that I’m human anymore. I can only celebrate the day that I die.
I used to think that there was someone in this world who truly loved me and I would celebrate that. But when they found out the truth, the left me. both of them. Cautiously, one tried to be brave, but who’d love the son of Satan? I didn’t; no one does. So, I gave up on love. I gave up.
I thought that I was helpful, but it seems I never was. I can kill the ones who hate me, but instead, I kill the demons to gain the trust of humans. But they hate me, not because I’m a demon, but just because I’m me. So, I guess I will have to kill ALL the demons. Then and only then can I celebrate.
Finally! It is finally over. No more pretending to be happy or cheerful. It’s finally over now. They can all celebrate that the son of Satan is gone. I can finally celebrate. Oh yeah, I forgot. My life is a curse. Celebrating is something I’ll never do. And another thing, is die…