Even though people stare at me when I walk past them. Even though people curse at me and wish me to go back to hell... I keep walking. Walking to what? Sometimes I don't know how to answer that question. At this point in my life I really don't care. I don't care what people say or think anymore. I'm a demon. That wants to be human. A demon that is judged for doing nothing. A demon that wants to disappear.
A lot of people say I'm trying to kill angles everytime they get near me. Others say I'll kill them with one tap on the shoulder. But again, I'm always mistaken for my ancestors. I'm trying to stay away from them. I can't even remember the first friend I had. Maybe it was first grade? I don't know. It's hard to be what I am. I'm constantly picked on at my school.
   The school I go to is for angles and demons only. If a mortal steps foot into the school the demons can do whatever they want to them. Which I found brutal and irritating.
   I opened the door to my class and walked to my seat in the back. Taking a seat at my desk, I took my ear buds and started playing music.
  I don't care for people. For all I care they can go fuck each other. No one will ever understand what my life was like. Well, at least I would hope they didn't.
   I Felt some one tap my shoulder and I looked over my shoulder, taking out my ear bud to be able to hear the person.
  There was a girl with long brown hair and beautiful ocean colored eyes. She looked at me with a huge smile on her face, though she looked very nervous to be around me, she still had a smile.
"Can I help you" I asked.
"I'm new here, and I was wondering if you would like to be friends?"
She looked awfully sweet. I looked at her arm, noticing she had a demon symbol.
  I pulled the seat out next to me gesturing her to sit. She did.
"Name" I asked glancing at her.
"Zoey. You?"
"Ashlyn. I'm sorry if I come off as strange. I don't have any friends."
  "Why's that?"
"I don't know..."
  I looked out the window. Wondering why my life had to be like it is now. I don't understand anything anymore.
"So your from the Odoku clan too" she finally said.
"Yep. That's why your sitting here."
"Well I'm glad I am" she replied smiling again.
"What type of power do you have?"
"I'm a fire elemental."
"I'm a hell fire elemental" I said looking at her.
  "Really!? Then your father must have been Osano Yurima!!"
She looked at me excited but she was correct. My father was the only demon to master hell fire as a young child.
  "Your correct."
"Can I meet him?"
"He's dead" I said and looked at my note book in front of me.
"Oh my god I'm sorry!"
"You didn't know. It's fine."
She looked at the front of the class and notice that our sensei was in and getting ready to teach.
  "I'll be right back. I'm going to get my books from Yu Sensei" she said and quickly walked up to the front of the class.
  I took out my ear buds and placed them in my bag not paying attention to the people around me. A girl walked to my desk, placed a paper down and walked away.
  The paper had a picture of a person hanging themselves and on the bottom of the page it said "KILL YOURSELF!"
  I crumbled the picture up and put it in my bag with the rest of the horrible notes I had received.
  After a lecture on Chemistry the bell rang and the hall ways was filled with tired high school students. I walked past Zoey, saying good bye before leaving her. She manged to get by everyone and walked me to the school gates. After another set of good byes we split ways with each other's phone numbers.
  Home wasn't a safe place either. When I was really young my mother took me down to our basement. Telling me I should be with my father in hell and saying I was bad luck to be near. She stripped me down and carved a Satanic star in my back, nearly killing me. I never talked to her since. She's been acting like I'm invisible as well so it's not hard to talk to her.
  I opened the front door to my house, getting a horrible blow of alcohol in my face.
My mother stood at the open window with the curtains trashing do to the wind. She held a gun at her side. For a moment I thought she was going to shoot me but she didn't. She simply put the gun to her head and shot herself. Blood splattered on the windows and on the trashing curtains. I looked at her body for a long moment. I calmly picked up my phone and Dialed 911. The police and ambulance came and took my mother's body. Many of the students from school came by my house and watched my fall down a black hole. They didn't do anything but watch me scream for the only family I had. I screamed and screamed until I couldn't anymore. My tears fell to my neck and slowly slid down my chest, sliding over my shattered heart. I indeed hated her but she was the only thing I had left. The only family I had left. I would call her selfish for leaving me but I understand why she did it. She couldn't handle have a mistake as a daughter. But my only question was, and still is, why get pregnant with a demon? Why get married to a demon? Why? Why get involved with a demon?
All these questions...... and they'll never be answered.

A/N- I'm sorry it's been awhile. I've been working on other stories. I hope you liked this so far!