The Demons In Light

my name is...

You don’t need to know my name.

You only need to listen to what I will tell you and share with you.

If any of you have a good imagination, and if you are afraid of things that we can call ghosts. Then I ask you to leave this place, read some romance, comedy, detective if you want, read whatever you want, but this is not for you if you feel afraid of such things.

As at the beginning of the story, I first want to start talking about how it all started. But I don’t think my old childhood fears have anything to do with the present spectacle.

The Fear of Being Alone. We dread reaching out and finding nobody there to respond to our needs...

The Fear of Connecting...

The Fear of Being Abandoned...

The Fear of Self-Assertion...

The Fear of Lack of Recognition...

The Fear of Failure and Success...

The Fear of Being Fully Alive...

These are the most common fears in society..

But in my opinion, creating fears starts from childhood. A person is born with only two fears, loud noises, and I forgot the other one.

Anyway, let me recall my old story of how I first felt the feeling called fear.

Of course, maybe I’ve been scared of something a thousand times before, but for some reason, my clear memory started when I was 7 years old.

It was Christmas. That everyone in my family would gather and sit at the table, drink some drink, it was red, when I asked for it, they refused me, and said that I was too young to drink it. My older brother whispered in my ear that it was blood. I don’t know if he was trying to scare me or if he was joking. But I always helped my mom clean up dead animals and I wasn’t really afraid of blood, even my own.

Then I insisted more and more to drink this red liquid

“I want”

“Brother, I want to drink!”

“I want” “I want” “I want”

I repeated the words and played on his nerves.

_” Hmm ok ok shut up. Let’s do it like this. I’ll let you drink this, but instead I’ll tie you up and gag you and put you in a dark room for 15 minutes.”

He tried to scare.

_”OK, but before that I want to drink a lot of blood”

_”Haha, well, as much as you can.”

He poured it into a large glass and quietly handed it to me. He was looking into my eyes as if he was testing my courage.

_”bllooooooood” I said with bright eyes and began to drink a large glass

_”You don’t want to hurry, otherwise you’ll get a headache.”

_”Grrraaaaaa. this don’t taste like a blood, i taste mine, this isn’t blood you liar” I started cursing after I finished drinking this liquid and the strange taste left a sensation in my throat.

_”haha you bastard Of course, there is no blood, and we are not vampires. It’s just red wine.. but most importantly you are in great danger now”

My brother caught me and started tying me with ropes. I laughed and waited for the time when he would put me in the black and dark room and I would prove my bravery.

In a couple of minutes I was in my mother’s room. The light was off and the door was closed. My mouth was closed.

I thought he was going to start scaring me from the other side of the door and try to make me cry, so I was happily waiting for him to start scaring me.

1-2 minutes passed before I saw a head moving near the bed. I thought it was my brother’s attempt to make me cry or get scared and then laugh at me.

But after this head and the rest of his body climbed the wall, my joy suddenly turned into a cold feeling.

A cold breeze was blowing from both sides. When I saw a seven-legged creature clinging to the wall, its teeth protruded from its forehead. Tears were coming from his eyes and his own tears were flowing into his mouth, the tears were white, the color of cream. But it looked more gray in the dark.

A cold breeze passed through my every cell. which flowed towards me from both sides. And this tentacled crying creature with only a human head was coming to me using the wall.

I felt a dry throat and a slight burning sensation. The creature approached me and watched my stupid expression with its tearful eyes.

_”jjkxpprtf” he said and stuck out his tongue.

His saliva and tears flowed from his tongue and fell on the bed in front of me. He approached me and opened my mouth with one of his hands

I felt his tentacle enter my throat. At that time, I could hardly stop myself from vomiting. But after he took his tentacle out of my mouth he started pouring the liquid from his tongue into my mouth.

At this time, there was no longer a chance for me to hold this feeling of fear in place.

I vomited.. It was a very bad feeling.. As if after that I was suffocating and started coughing.

My face was in the place where I vomited and I was suffocating, my throat was burning from the inside. And the feeling of cold did not leave me.

_”Damn, you’re stupid” That’s what my brother said when he opened the door and saw how miserable I was at that moment.

Then I cried, for the first time in my life I was glad that I was crying. I was hugging my brother and trying to forget what happened.

But what I want you to hear next is not how some creatures from the dark scared me.

I want to tell you about those nasty creatures that made me hate the light of day. All this started after the eternal burning sensation appeared in my throat

If anyone is interested in the continuation, then the next chapter will be posted soon.

End of first chapter.