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Have you ever thought that you were born with bad luck? In my case, I do, I do not remember what it is to have good luck since I have never experienced it. My name is Liam Johnson I am 17 years old and I consider myself a boy with bad luck, why you will ask yourself is easy, my birth caused the death of my parents, even if my grandparents tell me that it was not my fault I know that Yes, since I was little I have had the ability to see ghosts, although they say they are not ghosts but demons sent by their king.

-I don't know why our king wanted to keep the family alive -said a demon who was looking at me in the corner of my room

When I went to sleep they would appear and watch me all night while I find myself under my sheets scared to death trying to sleep and that apart from looking at me they started talking.

-Our king said that he did not want it to fall into the hands of other people-replied the other demon

I was 4 years old when I learned that secret, maybe they believed that I was sleeping, but it was that day when I learned that I was the culprit of the death of my parents.

After that, not a day passed when the number of demons or ghosts that watched over me increased, they never spoke to me until I was 10 years old, they never took me to the doctors because my grandmother said that they could not cure something that has no cure, only god could heal me. When I found out about my gender I was afraid of having to live like the omegas around me because of the issue of "zeal", but for some reason it never came to me.

I did not have a good relationship with my classmates in the Catholic school, they said that I was strange to see things of the devil, on many occasions the nuns would whip me when I said there was a ghost.

-Now that I remember….-I said aloud as I walked towards my house- When someone hurt me the next day they never appeared again… ..

I got home a little tired, I had already gotten used to all that in my life, I had already gotten used to attending funerals or seeing people die in front of me and all because of those demons….

-Grandma arrived- Opening the door of the house

-Welcome home Liam -My grandmother came out to greet me - How was it today? -My grandmother always received me when she arrived, but it is not out of courtesy or to give me a warm welcome but because of… ..

-This time there was one in each hall of the school- I said muttering

-Enter the living room, I'll go right away-My grandmother went to her room and I went to the usual room.

I kneel on the ground, I take off my school jacket, leaving it on the ground along with my backpack, in that my grandmother and my grandfather enter who carried a bible along with a crucifix, and how every day he begins his prayers towards me while My grandmother threw holy water around me, I had to have my eyes closed as I pressed my mother's crucifix to my chest, in my mind I had to have the prayer of our Father, when I had finished I could properly greet my grandparents.

-Son you must be hungry, dinner will be ready- My grandmother went to the kitchen, my grandfather staying with me

-Tomorrow you have Bible classes, right? - My grandfather commented on what he turned on the tv

-Yes… -I answered in a low voice

-Arrive early remember that tomorrow is your birthday -My grandfather hardly spoke to me and I think he hates me for the death of his daughter

-Well… -I got up to go to the room to change my clothes, I didn't want to know that tomorrow is my birthday because I remember that it is also the anniversary of the death of my parents.- Why do they make the effort if they hate me…. -I settled in my bed hugging the pillow

Without realizing it I fell asleep.

-What happened? - I realized it was night- How strange they didn't wake me up to eat… -I fixed my gaze towards the clock that was on the desk - But it's 11:58 !!, How long did I sleep? -Looking around me, I got out of bed in search of my grandparents, but when I left my room it was all dark- Grandmother? -Walking slowly- Grandpa? - I went to their rooms but there was no one- Ah! - A pain in my chest takes me out of my thoughts- But what the hell! -I opened my shirt noticing that it was my birthmark, it had never bothered me, in fact I considered it very cute being a circle with a star but now it was shining, I feel as if something was trying to come out of me and I can't get it out, a burning pain burns me inside leaving me on the ground doubling over in pain, between crying I realize that the brand pointed to a small jewelry box that my grandmother had in a sealed altar with a glass case and several scrolls in it, underneath it had the bible and a crucifix that surrounded it, between pain I crawl towards the jewelry box when I arrive and touch it with my hand was immediately opened allowing to see the content of it, some red horns began to float in the air and another light was seen blinding my eyes when something appears in front of me, it was not like any other demon than before had appeared this was different, the clock on my grandmother's table read 12:00 at night.

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