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You know sometimes I wish I had a normal life, but I don’t. Sure aspects of it are like any other teenagers.
I was an average - okay maybe below average high school student, I played video games way more than to ever be considered healthy, and I had a pretty decent group of friends. Still other parts of my life weren’t that um… believable.
Anyway the name is Theodore Myers, and I have a nasty habit of seeing things I shouldn’t, and it often gets me in a lot of trouble. Angels, demons, and spirits; they’re all real.
Though not in the way most people of the world think. I learned that they truly did exist, but it was only because of people like myself that came up with the stories of Heaven and Hell, now whenever I hear discussions of the afterlife I have to hold my tongue from spilling the beans to anyone that mentions it. Being apart of a Catholic family doesn’t help much either.
I’m getting off topic; it’s rather hard to explain everything without you having gone through the situation, so that being said, I can start just before my life took a dramatic turn, and back before I was sucked even deeper into the world of those that most don’t get the chance to see.
Around two years ago, my sophomore year of high school iswhere the real story begins. During that time I had to shuffle my life around so much that I’m still surprised I hadn’t cracked under the pressure of school, family, and all the junk that comes with being a teenager. Being a Seer definitely made life tougher. I couldn't blame the talking to someone on an imaginary friend like I was able to as a child. Or explaining the random times I’d jump nearly out of my skin during Mass. The times I’d feel myself being yanked backwards back onto the sidewalk due being so tired I hadn’t seen an oncoming car. I often wonder what my life would have been had I never been able to see and interact with everything that I can, I’d honestly be dead. If that’s how it would’ve been without it, then you know you’re in for a trip with my tale.
Most oddities in my life revolve around someone I know, and that’s where we’ll begin, Dimious.
Sleep had evaded me for hours, no matter what I did I was unable to fall asleep. Peeking at the window, positioned next to me bed I sighed seeing the sun rising in the sky. It was the summer so I was lucky so not need to be up for school, so I allowed myself to sink further into my bed hoping that I’d finally be able to sleep. After what seemed like hours I felt the heavy blanket of drowsiness begin to overtake me. Sounds blurring together, an air of calmness- SKREEEE
I shot up in my bed at the sound of a blood-curdling scream. The sound sent shivers down my spine and caused my heart to skip a beat. Fear coursed through my body as I thought about what could have made the noise. All thoughts of sleep vanished from my mind as I weighed the possibilities of a serial killer in my bedroom. Sunlight shined through my window illuminating the room and I began to look for whatever had made the sound. My eyes darted across the room and landed on a figure hunched over in the corner of my bedroom.
The creature seemed to be bathed in shadows; and had long arms reaching just passed its crooked legs. Large claws pressed against the walls of the room, as it snarled and pressed itself further back. Its maw was wide open displaying jagged sharp white teeth, piercing white eyes seemed to smoke along with the rest of its body as the creature looked from the floor and right at me. Suddenly it leapt across the room and bounded straight for my bed. My stomach lurched up into my throat as I dodged the creature and made a break to run out the room. I had nearly made it to the end of the bed before it grabbed me by the waist and hauled me backwards and against its bony torso.
“Theo, don’t get off the bed!” Dimious pulled me back against him, though he didn’t need to breath I could feel his chest rising and falling at an alarming pace.The demon was practically hyperventilating, harsh intakes and exhales of breath echoed around us. His claws flexed around my lithe body harmlessly as he tried to calm himself down. Dimious’ eyes stared toward the floor where I had originally seen him. From my spot on the bed I could see a small black dot on the floor, when it moved I flinched as Dimious let out another shriek.
A sigh escaped my body, “You’ve got to be joking Dim?” I craned my neck to try and see his face as he started shaking. “It’s a spider. You’re a demon, how can you be scared of it?” I tried to stifle a laugh as said demon tried to make his gigantic body unnoticeable from behind his living meat shield.
“L-look at its legs, the body with the hair, why does that thing have to exist!” He exclaimed, peering over my head. “They’re the real demons of this world.” Dimious pointed a clawed finger towards the offending spider and shrieked when it once again moved.
I rubbed my temples and stood up ignoring the horrified sound that Dimious let out as I made my way across the room towards the spider that sent a demon running. I walked passed my desk and picked up one of my discarded shoes from the day before and made quick work at the spider. There now I might just be able to go back to sleep before I went over to my bed I looked at the bottom of my shoe- ew. I cringed at how…juicy, it was.
“Okay, Dim the mean old spider is gone. You can stop cowering now.” I laughed when I saw that Dimious had burrowed himself under the thick blue comforter on my bed and only had the tip of his head was visible. The smoke that seemed to always come off his body was darker than usually as it only had one exit point. His white eyes could rival puppy dog eyes at this point when it came to me.
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I had only been about three or four when I first met him, I had been badgering my parents about the various beings that I saw, when we went to the park. He had overheard and stalked up to me. He towered over my small body –even more so than now- I had looked up at him barely noticing his sharp teeth and clung to his leg. Startling the demon and making him shake his leg, yet little me refused to let go. We’d been lucky no one was watching or it would have appeared that a child was violently moving up and down in the air. He’d eventually given up and plopped down next to me and allowed me poke and prod at him with questions, and finally I got to learn a bit about my ability.
Now around twelve years later I watch as the demon tries to untangle his large from my blankets. Sometimes I wish others could see him, maybe he’s make me seem a lot cooler. I’m this pasty white kid, with short brown hair, like five-foot three, and freckles. I don’t see why everyone wants freckles I always hated mine… Dimious on the other hand, he was a beast, literally. Nearly seven-foot six and terrifying looks I definitely wouldn’t have to worry about bullies with him around. That is until he opened his mouth then the whole shebang was over and they kids at school would build an extra-extra-extra large locker just to shove him in.
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A thud broke my concentration and I actually held my head in my hands and I saw that my best friend had fallen off the bed. He was struggling on the floor trying and failing to free himself from blanket which had become his shackles. What a mighty beast to be reckoned with. Well I was officially awake it seemed. Helping him out I told him how we were going to the building outside of town. The place was very active to say the least so we both got to be more relaxed out there as nobody living besides myself ever went out there. Usually we both had to be on the down low about everything but since it was the start of summer vacation my parents were gone for the day so no need to really be careful, but I wanted to see some others as finals had prevented that throughout the last few weeks. Dimious let out a whoop and left the room, as I got ready for the day.