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" 
Mother said that its my fault that he died. But I didn't kill Daddy I swear it. It
was my brother Johnny. It was always Johnny! He would always be doing
things and I always got blamed for it!
Mother would say I'm a filthy liar!
She would tell me I was evil and that something had gotten into me when I was just a little baby.
Mother said it was my fault that we had to always be alone.
She would say that she wished she had killed me like the church wanted her to!
But I didn't do nothing.
It was always Johnny making trouble.
It used to make me so mad when Mother would insist that there was no Johnny!. She would scream at me about how I took away her chance at having a son.
I never really understood. Even if she didn't claim Johnny, I was her son!
She thinks I'm crazy.
I can tell.
I think she is.
I know there is a Johnny and he hated us.
.Johnny would say I was his and when the time came, he would show me how to leave.
And sure enough, the time came.
I was watching him watch me and he jumped up and ate me.
I know how crazy that sounds but I'm not crazy
and I mean exactly what I said.
He sprung across our room so fast i didn't get a chance to run. I tried but he had a hold of me good.
Then he took a bite out of me.
God, that hurt.
Then another.
He just took his time
and every time I screamed he would bare his teeth and smile that smile. You might have thought he was snarling like an animal but I know Johnny. He was smiling.
I wanted to hurry up and die it hurt so bad.
I never did tho or I don't think I did. after my eyes and ears were gone all I could do was scream even tho I couldn't hear myself.
That was the only thing left I could do. I was awake tho. All the way until
Johnny had his fill.
After that I don't really understand how to describe what happened.
Things blurred.
Pain was all I felt only I didn't hurt anywhere. There was nothing
left to hurt. But there was pain.
I don't know how long it was like that because I can't remember it stopping. Im not even sure it did stop.
I was kinda glad that Johnny finally showed me how to
get away.
I don't ever want to go back. I think that was Hell.
I know you think 'Im crazy.
I know you want to tell me there never was a Johnny.
I'm not crazy. Johnny existed.
And he hated us.
I don't remember it all and I don't understand what I do remember. But that was
the last time I ever saw Johnny.
I woke up in 3 X 3 cell.
One of the signs across the hall said
"PrisonBlock"
and on a yellow banner below it read
Welcome back to hell DEM0N.
I sure hope Mother isn't here..
Sometimes I think when I was little that my name was Johnny but that can't be
right, I don't have a name.
No, I can't see Johnny anymore but I do hear him. I hear him scream and I like his
pain. I took him when he was born and nobody stopped me.
Now he is mine forever.
Now its too late.
It was always too late
I am Johnny's Demon and I know there is a Johnny
I LIKE IT HERE
There is no Johnny.
I AM DEM0N
"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."
Ezekiel 25:17
"
Mother said that its my fault that he died. But I didn't kill Daddy I swear it. It
was my brother Johnny. It was always Johnny! He would always be doing
things and I always got blamed for it!
Mother would say I'm a filthy liar!
She would tell me I was evil and that something had gotten into me when I was just a little baby.
Mother said it was my fault that we had to always be alone.
She would say that she wished she had killed me like the church wanted her to!
But I didn't do nothing.
It was always Johnny making trouble.
It used to make me so mad when Mother would insist that there was no Johnny!. She would scream at me about how I took away her chance at having a son.
I never really understood. Even if she didn't claim Johnny, I was her son!
She thinks I'm crazy.
I can tell.
I think she is.
I know there is a Johnny and he hated us.
.Johnny would say I was his and when the time came, he would show me how to leave.
And sure enough, the time came.
I was watching him watch me and he jumped up and ate me.
I know how crazy that sounds but I'm not crazy
and I mean exactly what I said.
He sprung across our room so fast i didn't get a chance to run. I tried but he had a hold of me good.
Then he took a bite out of me.
God, that hurt.
Then another.
He just took his time
and every time I screamed he would bare his teeth and smile that smile. You might have thought he was snarling like an animal but I know Johnny. He was smiling.
I wanted to hurry up and die it hurt so bad.
I never did tho or I don't think I did. after my eyes and ears were gone all I could do was scream even tho I couldn't hear myself.
That was the only thing left I could do. I was awake tho. All the way until
Johnny had his fill.
After that I don't really understand how to describe what happened.
Things blurred.
Pain was all I felt only I didn't hurt anywhere. There was nothing
left to hurt. But there was pain.
I don't know how long it was like that because I can't remember it stopping. Im not even sure it did stop.
I was kinda glad that Johnny finally showed me how to
get away.
I don't ever want to go back. I think that was Hell.
I know you think 'Im crazy.
I know you want to tell me there never was a Johnny.
I'm not crazy. Johnny existed.
And he hated us.
I don't remember it all and I don't understand what I do remember. But that was
the last time I ever saw Johnny.
I woke up in 3 X 3 cell.
One of the signs across the hall said
"PrisonBlock"
and on a yellow banner below it read
Welcome back to hell DEM0N.
I sure hope Mother isn't here..
Sometimes I think when I was little that my name was Johnny but that can't be
right, I don't have a name.
No, I can't see Johnny anymore but I do hear him. I hear him scream and I like his
pain. I took him when he was born and nobody stopped me.
Now he is mine forever.
Now its too late.
It was always too late
I am Johnny's Demon and I know there is a Johnny
I LIKE IT HERE
There is no Johnny.
I AM DEM0N
"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."Ezekiel 25:17