I thought I was just another ordinary human being. One of your typical teenage girls, I'd do all the Rite-Of Passages, way more than any other girls my age should. Prom, homecoming, getting the perfect tan... Well as perfect as a fake tan can be and let's not forget the classic, "Hooking up with your boyfriend in the backseat of his car."
Sound like your typical hormonal drivin' girl, right? I thought so too. Until. Well, how exactly do I explain something that even I can't get a grip on? How do i explain that these "things" and creatures alike, are just a normal part of our daily life?
And now, I've become one of them. I used to be a normal girl, until I became a demon.
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I wish I could have been the girl, who dived into life, sell my virtue for a cigarette and piss away seventeen with the good will of alcohol. But life comes with a sticky price tag, an annoying Perv with the quip of an American sitcom and changes wo...