My Curse
I have told you. I have a curse. This curse is gruesomely painful. It doesn't hurt the heart like all other pains in my land. No. It tears at the transparent skin of my arm, eating at the flesh of my face, ripping my hair from my fleshless face. But this only happens if I refuse to cause pain. Which I love to do. There is a place I have too go to be able too cause this pain. I make this trip more then any human ever has too. I make this trip every month. This trip to hell. The excruciatingly painful pain I explained to you before doesn't even compare too all the pain that seeps into my heart when come here. I love it! I laugh every time I finally get here. For the pain they are suffering just weighs down on my heart like tons of boulders. Satan isn't as cruel as every one makes him out to be. No. Its actually his wife that runs this place. But you humans don't know her so ill keep my mouth shut about her. To cause the pain I have to come to hell and suffer like the rest. The only problem is I enjoy the pain. So my suffer is to be put into a human body and walk around the world for a week spreading plague. Its horrifying! I have to eat, sleep, walk. Disgusting. But when I finally get returned to my beautiful body its become a habit and I have to break it. Every time I cant wait until I can finally return to my world. Finally get to walk my halls again. Finally get to return to my river. Enjoy the pain my land screams out. Finally return to sorrow.
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