Personal Narrative: My Personal Experience With Demons

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I knew in advance that it was going to happen. I knew the situation would get extremely detrimental. I told them. They listened. They laughed. I was treated like an insane kid who shouldn’t be paid any attention to. Perhaps if they had listened, they would’ve been more prepared and the conditions wouldn’t have been as bad. It was still more my fault than theirs. After all, if I hadn’t been so determined to make the others accept me and my words, I could’ve spent more time trying to sort things out beforehand. I could’ve prevented the entire massacre from occurring even before it began.

The Texas morning was humid with slight rain. The sky was more gray than blue and the sun was hidden behind the heavy, thick clouds, no doubt the weather would get worse during the day. Most of the sparsely populated town was still
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This was even more unusual. Actually, unusual is an understatement. What the heck was going on? My brain was still lazy and stupid. Demons seldom bonded even in small groups. Never had I seen large numbers such as this. To make it worse, another large group joined the ones in front of me.
Gears turned in my head and I realized what was going to happen. I took off running, getting off my hoodie and throwing it on the sidewalk, as it would only slow me down. I didn’t know how to stop them. I didn’t know how to change their minds. However, I knew their intentions; it was to kill all humans that existed. Warning the school was my top priority, since it had kids who had most of their whole life left to see. I ran as fast as my out of shape legs could handle, lungs begging for air.
Before I could enter the cafeteria where all the kids (from grades 1 to 12) hung out in the morning), Ms. Brown, who usually stood in front of the door, held out her arm to stop me. “Maximus, it’s no use. You’d waste your time trying to warn them. They won’t believe you. You need to find what is causing

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