Child Looked Distressed

When the demon walked in, the child froze, as he saw its hard eyes and mutilated skin, and hatred that shows, haunting images swam before his eyes, lost souls begging, and he could hear their cries, he drew a breath, hoping to avoid death, he had to force himself to breathe, hoping the demon hadn’t seen his expression on his face, he was part of the human race, but merely an outcast, a disgrace, he felt that God would not abandon him, and he would be forgiven, because if he had nothing else to lose, then death, instantly is what he’d choose, the demon turned to him, he had never been so flustered, the child looked distressed, the demon depressed, as it pointed to the door, God has forgiven the child, so in the demon’s house the child need be there no more.