• People say demons only exist in Hell. I am doubting those people. My life as Demon Person is quite exciting. I do have friends and pets and all that normal people stuff, but my lifestyle is so much more different. I was the eclipse in the sun, the black rose. They call me Dope. Why? I don't know. I just don't know my real name. I was trying to possess one of my friends. They wanted it. It takes much energy and magic. Which, I have plentiful. I couldn't though. No one should have to be brought into a world of pain and danger. I only wish I could escape this rat hole. That is not an option my father says. He is die-hard demon as they say. And I mean it literally. He is rude to the common folk and nice to demons. I personally adore angels unlike him. Demons have it bad. God hates us and angels want to kill our kind. Being hated is so much worse than it really appears to be to one that is not hated. Maybe one day, that will all change and I will get out of my world I hate and love like an angel...