Demon Hunting

Hey guys! This is the beginning of a new story I’ve started. Hope you enjoy! Please give me comments and critics! This story changes focal points as the font changes. I think you’ll get it once you start reading. 🙂

I stabbed him over and over again. I couldn’t stop.

I watched the blood drip off of my hands as tears poured down my face. The man chuckled as he sauntered over to me. I tried to move but I was frozen in place. He looked into my eyes and said

“See, I knew you could do it.”

She is so reluctant. Why? It was only a little blood. The first is always the hardest, but why? She took the knife and raised it above her head as she cast her eyes onto the man’s face. Tears were pouring down her face like a waterfall. She’s supposed to be the best one? Why the hesitation? She is destined for greatness. She brought the knife down on the man’s head squirting blood everywhere. She pulled the knife out with a grunt and even though the man was already dead from the first blow she brought it down again. I let her continue for what seemed like hours until she tired. I laughed thoughtfully and said

“See, I knew you could do it.”                                      

“Why are you doing this to me?” I screamed, “Why?” He finished cleaning up the bloody mess and put the body in a bag.

“Because, you are a demon hunter and this is what you do. You hunt demons down and slay them to ensure the protection of human kind. It is your duty child….like it or not.”

Spots swam before my eyes as I fought for consciousness. “No!” I told myself, You will not let yourself appear weak to him!” I couldn’t stop crying. My tears were turning into sobs as I heard a noise. Something was shuffling inside the bag. The bag began to moan as Jason threw it on the ground.

“This is why we kill demons,” he said. With a smirk, he took the string off from on the bag and something black and disgusting slithered out. The creature appeared to be a snake and left a black trail of ooze behind it. The snake smelled so horribly that I covered my face forgetting that the creature was headed towards me. Just as I realized that the creature was in front of me I was flying through the air. I shot through the glass of the house and felt my bones creak and crunch on impact. I gasped as I lay crippled on the grass staring at the snake on my chest. It whispered,

“Let go, come with me. We will be together forever. Come with me. It’ll be fun. We can forget this nightmare, and go have fun. We can dance and sing in Heaven’s safe gates. Come with me.”

A smoky black curtain surrounded me and in an instant I was in a field of flowers. I sat up to see my family staring back at me. More tears came out of my eyes as I sprang up and ran towards them. Just as I was about to touch my father’s hand, black ooze began to drip from my family’s heart. My little brother looked up at me and said,

“Stella please stay with me. Please.”

He reached his hand up for me to grab it. Just as I lunged for his hand I found myself lying in the grass crippled once again. I painfully lifted my head at the smell of burnt skin. The creature’s ooze had burnt through my clothes and had started on my skin. I let darkness consume me in hope that I would find myself awakening from a nightmare in my orphanage’s bed when I opened my eyes next….




Much to my disappointment I woke up in a plush bed with black linens. Why black? I was expecting white and silk…you know….to go with the whole demon hunting theme…I was thinking that it would kind of be like the Lord of the Rings, you know….ugh, never mind.  I jumped as the door creaked open to reveal a girl. She was probably around fifteen or sixteen, her features were rough. Her eyes were such a dark brown that they almost looked black. Her hair was in corn rolls with feathers tied in. Her skin was a caramel brown like my own. There were three prominent scares on her left cheek, as though an animal slashed he cheek. She was wearing a flowing brown shirt that tied above her belly button. She had goggles hanging on her neck and her pants were tight and black. She had a belt that hung fashionably to the side. It held a gun and a knife. To be honest…. she scared me.


I let her look at me and judge my appearance. Everyone did it. I looked at her as well. Just by looking at her eyes I could tell that she was soft. Even though her skin was brown her eyes were blue. It was an odd combination, but on her it was beautiful. Other than the acne dotting her face, she was flawless. Her hair was fluffy and straight all at the same time. Her innocent eyes scared me, but I won’t let her see the fear in me. Still, how can she be so innocent? Isn’t she supposed to be the best of the best? Where’s the roughness? I could tell that she was scared of me. I also don’t think that she knows that she’s naked.


She moved towards me as if she was afraid that I would run. I didn’t budge. I couldn’t let myself be scared. Not now. She stopped and turned to a closet.

                “You probably want some clothes, huh?”

Much to my embarrassment I looked down to find myself stripped bare.

                “It’s alright,” she said, “I was in your position once.”

I looked at her with my face blank….trying not to show any emotion. She pulled out a bra, undies, and several other articles of clothing from the closet….

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The Spartians Fall To The Wolverines 80-75

CBS Cleveland

EAST LANSING, Mich. (AP) — Nik Stauskas made a tiebreaking 3-pointer with 3:12 left and finished with 19 points and freshman Derrick Walton Jr. scored a season-high 19, lifting No. 21 Michigan to an 80-75 win over No. 3 Michigan State on Saturday night to remain the only Big Ten team without a conference loss.

The Wolverines (15-4, 7-0 Big Ten) went on a 10-0 run late in the game to take control and held on to win for just the second time in 15 games at the Breslin Center.

The Spartans (18-2, 7-1) had won 11 straight since losing to North Carolina at home.

Michigan State’s Gary Harris scored a career-high 27 points and didn’t get much help offensively from his team that was without two of its best players.


Robinson III 2-8 5-6 9, Morgan 1-2 2-2 4, Walton Jr. 4-7 9-10 19, Stauskas 7-12 0-0…

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Star Fruit (Imagery)

I used to sit high up in the sky

Where no one could reach me

I would laugh at the children

Whom would jump up and try to touch me

I would laugh and laugh

Until my center hurt

But then one day I laughed too hard

God got angry

He said:

I will send you down to the children

And they will eat you

They will laugh at you

They will scrub at you

You will be disgusting

Just like those humans

Until you are cleansed

Just like those humans

And just like that

A star fell out of the sky

And into the trees

And the star hung there until one day

He was picked by the same children he laughed at

The children sniffed at him and licked him

Their faces were in disgust

The children took him home and washed him

When they smelled him again

He was



And pleasant

At that moment the star fruit learned to love children

Star fruit learned his lesson

Star fruit was made


Liliana roman ©









Bob Dylan

In my dreams I saw a young child beside a dead pony

The tears streamed from his eyes the color of blood

He looked at me and said:

“he won’t wake up.”

His wails grew louder and louder

His pain coursed through me like a hundred swords

All of a sudden I was outside

I knocked on the glass trying to get to the boy

The tears he was crying flowed like a river

The blood grew and grew until it was as tall as he

He asked me:

“Why did you leave me?”

With a scream he went under

With a scream he drowned in his bloody tears

When I awoke I could still feel his pain

Hear his screams

Every night I had to watch

Every night I had to feel

Until the little boy beside the horse was gone

The next night I met a man whom was wounded with hatred.

The man that was me


Liliana roman ©



The Places I Have Been (places)

Guns were shooting

People were screaming

Knives were stabbing

Children were crying

Children were hardened

A day in the projects on New York


Mama got a job

People yelled

Houses were robbed

Children were beat

Children were hardened

A day in the ghettos of New York


Mama’s going to school

People smiled

There were block parties

People occasionally yelled

There were fights some of the time

Children were played with

Children were children

A day in the neighborhoods of New York


Liliana Roman ©






I Wish (places)

I wish it would rain

I wish I had my mother

I have neither



My name is Carmen Liliana Roman

 I am your daughter

You beat me

You burned me

You made me bleed

You made me cry


I forgave you

I forgave you every time you laid your hands on me

I love you

I want to be with you


When you replied

You replied with love

You said

Come in baby

Its raining hard

I believe we have some catching up to do


I  said

Yes mama its raining, hard

I  took your hand

And pulled you outside


We  laughed

We  danced

We would throw our hands in the air and let the rain soak us

It never rains like this is New York

It was clean

It was fun

It was cleansing


It cleansed us of our mistakes

Our pains

Our suffering

And let only joy

Pure joy


We are so happy

We are close to tears

We lived happily ever after


I wish


Liliana Roman ©


(Not sure what the other text at the top is about, sorry guys!)