• I was running down the road, to where, I’m not sure. I could hear his footsteps behind me, never losing its pace. I quickly turned around against my instincts and knowing my eyes wrong, I saw nothing. I stopped, realizing I’d run out of road. I could hear his breathing very close to me now, so close I could almost smell the death of his breath. Once again, against my instincts, I turned around to face my stalker. T stared into Damian’s fierce eyes as he said, “You WILL bare my child.”
    I woke up suddenly with a gasp and sweat dripping from my nose. I thought to myself, ‘What could he possible mean. He doesn’t actually expect me to have his child when I’m only almost a senior, does he?’ of course, Damian was pretty quiet in school and he always appeared to be looking at me whenever he got the chance. One time, he got really man at this bully for tripping him, sending his books flying across the hallway. Damian’s eyes suddenly turned blood red. He shoved the bully’s head into the lockers causing his skull to fracture, almost killing him. No body messed with Damian again after that. Suddenly the room started to sway, bringing me back to reality. I could feel my stomach churning which make me run towards the bathroom. I reached the toilet just in time to throw up last night’s dinner. Was I sick? I sure didn’t feel sick, but something must of made me throw up. Thinking that, I remember my dream, calculating the possibility. I couldn’t be pregnant thought. Damian and I have only ever talked. Well, you can never be too sure, so I raced off to the nearest store.
    A few hours later, I’m sitting on my bathroom floor staring at the test I took at least an house ago. I can’t believe it. It can’t possibly be true, but sure enough it is. Later that I called him to tell him the news, but he didn’t seem surprised, in fact, it was like he knew already. I knew I had to find some answers about this.
    I didn’t know where to start, so I begun by talking to my grandmother about the dream. I told her about seeing him in my dream and what he had said to me. She had said that she had heard of it happening before fore that was what had happened to her. It shocked me to hear that my won mother was conceived just as that fetus inside my tummy was. I then asked her how it was possible when we had never done anything. She told me that it was only possible if it was the work of the devil.
    I couldn’t believe that my own grandmother would think that my unborn baby was the spawn of the devil. Tears filled my eyes as I ran out of her house. I needed some answers from Damian.
    As I entered his house, he simply said, “I know what you’re here for, and the answer is yes, I am the worker of Lucifer and yes, your child is the spawn of him.”
    I went toward his voice for it was dark inside. When I saw him, his eyes were blood red and his creamy skin was glowing. And for some odd reason, his eyes emitted a sadness within them that only broke my heart.