My inner demon.

Chapter 1 : Who am I ? - Part one.

I struggle to avoid the different objects while I'm crying and screaming hoping the skies are feeling my pain.

" Kadi I'm begging you - stop ! " I repeated.

" Ain't no mercy for wastes of space like you ! You thought you could get rid of me ? I was in this body before you even looked like a human ! I was waiting to get in the soul who will be dedicated to me ! "

" I promise I'll be dedicated to you ! " I fall on the floor feeling so weak.

" Kendra, stand up ! " She gives me an incredible amount of energy and I sense power coming back to me.

" Th-thanks."

***

As I'm walking towards my locker I feel someone's hand on my right shoulder, I slyly look at the person. " Hello ! Would it be too hard for Ms. Rogs to look me in the eye ? " I recognize Mike's voice.

" I'm fine thanks Miky for asking, what about you ? " I answered sarcastically.

" Ha-ha. I'm good. I thought about hanging out with the guys on Saturday's night and - "

" Wait, who are you referring to by the guys ? The ones that keep looking at me like I'm a pizza thrown at them, the ones that keep looking at me weirdly or the nice ones ? " I calmly asked.

" Duh... The second and third suggestion. You truly need to stop interrupting people this way. So, it'd be fun, wouldn't it ? " He added, hoping I'd say yes I guess.

" Sure. Will text you at 7pm my answer. See ya ! "

" At 7pm? What the- okay bye ! "

  Mike's a nice boy. He has scary black eyes, short straight chestnut hair and he's quite tall.  

I walk away from him and suddenly Kadi starts talking shit about him. 

Who's Kadi ? The real me, the voice in my head, my inner psycho soul, myself but much cooler and meaner. " What a jerk ! " She said, " I wish I could grab him by his fucking shirt and throw his useless lame ass on a wall ! " I raise my eyebrows at how much he actually pissed my inner me off.

I'm sure you're asking yourselves why I'm friend with him then... 

I'm Kendra, such a sweet person and I smile to everybody around me. I'm practically friends with everyone and I can't bare injustice. But careful to who gets on my nerves : I won't think anymore and I'll let Kadi take control over it all. People must never know about this so I act all cute in front of them but deep inside, not the same's happening.

Sometimes my inner me and my fake personality meet each other and it's not easy but I learn to live with the constant crazy psycho in my head. Nobody knows about my crazy thoughts and nobody should know about them.

I start with maths class this morning. While Mr Feroil tells his bullshit I stare at a glass on his office and begin imagining how cool it could be to break it in a million pieces on somebody's head.

I could also shoot someone on one of these white walls and blood would be the new decoration.

" Hell yeah ! " Kadi screamed.

No you ain't dreaming, you read well.