Inner Peace

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Odd? I feel strange.

Scratch that. There is more than one of these so called feelings that are running amuck in my head like energetic children.

Sadness. Fear. Loneliness. Confusion.

Why are there so many of them?

Pain!

Why do I feel hurt? I'm not supposed to feel hurt.

I am a demon. This doesn't make any sense!

Focus.

I'm in some sort of room, a bedroom, perhaps? Yes! I see a bed, but there's something on it.

Why am I on the floor?

Can't move. Numbness. I build the strength of my legs and stand on my feet with my long tail aiding my balance.

Something strange is amiss with the life form that I find lying in the bed.

It's dead. A male specimen.

My sexual hunger spikes at this thought, but disappears with a different feeling.

What is this sensation?

Guilt? Remorse? Probably both and knowing humans, more will follow in my new "awakened" state.

What is wrong with me?

This has never happened. I've had sexual intercourse with male sapiens.

I tip-toe to the bathroom, not knowing why I'm doing such a thing. Oh! I'm showing respect to the people that live in this apartment building.

My mind doesn't make any sense.

I find the bathroom and stare at the mirror. I focus on my reflection.

I become transparent so I can see what's within me.

A glowing light fills my body.

I reach inside to remove it.

Ow! But the light shocks me and leaves a burnt mark on my flesh.

No! This cannot be. I have a soul and this soul is now mine.

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