My Demonic Neighbors

Alex Ray has had a normal life. She's an only child and has a reasonable amount of friends. She is well liked at school but does get bullied sometimes. But when she gets a new neighbor, everything changes. There have been murders in the town ever since her neighbors moved in. Is she safe? Will she be next?


6. 5. "Black Angel?"

Alex's P.O.V:

After me and the girls got done eating we went in my room to watch a movie. Half way through The Grown-ups, Mal, Caroline and Ashlee were all passed out. I turned down the volume on the tv, and took out my diary. It's an old brown book with a black angel on the front.


My dad gave me this after he and mom left. They said that they would be back but so far they haven't. They left me with my older brother James, not that im complaining. James is the best brother I could ask for. He may be a pain in the arse sometimes but I love him. I grabbed the pen in my diary and opened up to a fresh page.


'Dear Diary,

Today someone moved into that old house next door. His name is Harry and he is cute but not my type. And yesterday there was a person who got killed. It was all over the news but they wont let out any more information. Also I have been seeing things, and having bad head aches. Like I would see people in all white with white wings, walking with people or I would see black clouds floating over people but when I blinked they would disappear. I haven't told anyone because they would think im nuts.

Love, Alex'


I put my diary back in its place and decided to watch the rest of the movie. When I got to the part where they were about to start the basket ball match, I turned off the tv and snuggled under my blankets. I closed my eyes, hoping that I would fall asleep.


But with my luck I stayed awake instead of falling asleep. I pulled back the covers and quietly walked out of the room, careful not to wake the girls. I walked down stairs and went into the kitchen to get a late night snack.


I grabbed a banana and a glass of juice and sat on my porch in the back yard. Once I was done with my snack, I got up and laid down on the grass. I looked up at the stars and I saw a shooting star. I quickly made a wish. A wish that asked 'Please let my parents be alive and safe.'


Just thinking about them made tears spring in my eyes. I missed them so much, but most of all I missed my dads stories. He would always tell me stories about angels being real and what they looked like. I remember he once told me a story about dark angels.


It was late at night and I refused to go to bed. My mom tried bribing me with money and candy but that's not what I wanted to be bribed with. I wanted dad to tell me another story. He seemed to get me and finally gave in.


"Alright sweet heart, I'll tell you a story if you promise to go to bed right after." I nodded my head and followed my dad into my room. I jumped on my bed and got under my covers. I smiled up at my father, waiting for him to start the story.


"Once upon a time there was a girl with everything she could want. She had the fanciest clothes, coolest cars, and bestest friends but there was one thing she didn't have. She didn't have love and she wanted it. One day she stumbled on a book while walking through the woods on her way home. She brushed the dirt off of it and looked at it. It was originally white but it had dirt spots on it. When she flipped it over she saw a black angel on the cover. She was curious on its contents so she took it home with her. When she got home, she opened the book and she couldn't  believe what was infront of her eyes. She saw an angel but instead of having white wings he had black wings." He couldn't finish the story due to me interrupting him. "Dad what are black angels?" I asked him. He went on explaining that they were once good angels that turned evil and went to serve Lucifer. I nodded my head and went to sleep.

*end flashback*


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