Another thought about demons

There is something about this time that makes me wonder……people are scared of what we are and

yet they keep putting us in movies, cartoons, and comic books.  Each country as a different way to

talk about us and most come to be the same…we are evil and not human so we should die.  If you

don’t believe in us like you say you don’t than why do you keep creating us in your stories?  You

people I don’t understand at all and I think I never will no matter how long I live. There is a way

with this…if you don’t believe than you have nothing to fear, but if you believe than don’t fear.  We

may walk around with you does not mean we like the idea. Some wish for times like before when

there we many of us, but now? We are few….in a world where dreams are for children and who

don’t want a live.  But we are from a time where people did has they should with no questions.

People now are lucky, but yet they show fear……You think there is not any truth to what I say, but I

think so just like the ones like me do.  We know what we are and what we can do to help people.  

The part that always gets us is that you fear us and yet you have made a night that people who

believe in us can walk around among the living and be free again like we were thousands of years

before you were on this earth.  I speak for the ones that are gone from this planet because of fear.

They were killed by people just because they were different. And yet all humans are different and

yet they live their lives in peace. For us we have to run away. From those we love and horror all

because we are not human like others.  That is truly what makes us hate this time period and we

wish for home. Our home.  Our time.  In some ways I am sure you can understand this. Since each

person believes in something else not everything is the same and if that is so than hell I would not

know what to say any more.  I would keep what I think about my people to myself and not tell a

soul, but I want people to understand and not fear.  Fear to me is what kills us and I hate it so

much.  We are born just like you, but the things about us are what make us what we are so that is

not totally human like you.  On the outside we look like you. We could walk by you in the halls at

school and you would not even know what to say about it or you could pass us on the street and

you would think nothing of it. I know better. Seen people who think…Oh its just something you are

in to its not real and stop saying it is….(if people only knew). Our hell is like yours and yet we do

things that people would not say a word about. We safe people, but no one knows that, but us as

friends.  We are here to help each other with whatever comes our way.  But that is just us…now is

the time for you to pick that not us……………………………enjoy.