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I will wipe from the face of the earth the human race I have created, and with them the animals The birds and the creatures that move along the ground, for I regret that I have made them Why do demons “deserve” how they are seen? While God is just as bad? Belial, Behemoth, Beelzebub Bible, belittle, blind  Evil, corrupted, bad Baneful, baleful, black  Asmodeus, Satanas, Lucifer Biblical, adverse, harmful Hostile, wicked, deadly  Contagious, infectious, infective  Mary, Joseph, David Biblical, grace, mercy Aid, bonus, delight  Decent, bearable, respect  Elijiah, Isaiah, Peter  Bible, beneficial, useful Prosperous, benignant, secure  Wholesome, remedial, favorable

Unlike you, I get my confidence from myself Not by leeching off others You had no right what you did  And I had no right telling you that lie  I never look back in the past I always look to the present and the future What is best for me And everyone I care about  I’m the head of this house The head of our job But you do not matter to me  Like you once did  I regret that day,  I’m sure you do too But you hurt me too many times For me to forgive you. We can work side-by-side, I’m actually a position higher than you You do not matter to me At work, or in my personal life 

I stand beside you  You give me the cold shoulder  Sure, I’ve f*cked up, all of us made mistakes  I’m sure you have as well. I suppose my mistake was just too big for you to forgive me I understand that, but it still hurts  When I see you, standing there,  Pretending we never even happened.  How can you go on?  How do you survive? With this glass wall between us?   Threatening to break every time we speak.  How is it that you can make the same mistake  And forgive yourself But you can’t even forgive me Working side-by-side, same place, same location, same position Yet you can’t even look me in the eye And confront me  Or talk about the past

        Xer looked around in confusion. “Where am I?” They monologued. They were in the middle of the desert with nothing in sight. They began to think of home. A busy town, not big enough to be a city but not exactly small enough to be a town in the first place. Xer gasped, watching his home being constructed around him. “What?” They muttered; confusion written all over their face. “What’s happening? Where’s my family? Where am-” They were stricken with shock, desperately trying to search for their name. How could I forget my own name? They clutched their hair, before looking up, there were people around him.           Xer began to panic, taking deep breaths, they tried to make sense of all of this. How does any of this make sense? Short answer, it doesn’t. Xer took a deep breath, “Okay, calm down,” they muttered to themselves. “This is probably just a dream-” they cut themselves off. They heard something strange.           “Fuck, this is the part that I hate most.” Xer heard in their

A/N: K, same as Happy Birthday Christmas wasn't your favorite holiday. To say the least, it wasn't Mary Goore's favorite either. The snow made it too cold to have any actual fun with his victims. And sure, he was living in the Church with you, but he liked to hunt for his own food. But just because Mary didn't enjoy Christmas, it didn't mean he didn't want to celebrate with you. He got you many presents, of course he did. It was kind of funny, the Church celebrating Christmas. Jesus' holiday. But that wasn't the original meaning, it was originally a pagans holiday, so you've learned over the years of living and being with the Church. They celebrated Christmas in a more modern way but with the thoughts of wiccans and pagans in their minds. And besides, they would never skip out on a holiday that gives out presents. It was just another excuse Now, Mary didn't want to push you too much with Christmas. He got you presents but he also planned for a relaxing day after presents and

A/N: Okay so this might be published before your birthday (it most definitely will, I don't have internet at home) but I hope you don't read it until your birthday! Please forgive me for any mistakes, it's been so long since I've written fanfiction! It was your birthday. Of course it was, because the days never stopped moving, time never stopped. Now was the day and you were hoping no one would notice. Although, it might've been nice if one person had noticed and did something. Ah, probably not, he did something for you every single day. Despite being a pretty rough Ghoul, he loved to spoil you in everything he could. Presents, surprises, kisses, cuddles, movies, even just being there when you were at your lowest. Or not, if you requested that and he happily obliged, though it didn't mean he didn't worry in those times. Truth was, Dewdrop took very good care of you, you couldn't ask for anything better. He seemed to be able to read your emotions perfectly. Better than other