Repossessed
Don't call me a demon. I prefer the term Fallen Angel.Everybody deserves a vacation, right? Especially if you have a pointless job like tormenting the damned. So who could blame me for blowing off my duties and taking a small, unauthorized break?Besides, I've always wanted to see what physical existence is like. That's why I "borrowed" the slightly used body of a slacker teen. Believe me, he wasn't going to be using it anymore anyway.I have never understood why humans do the things they do. Like sin—if it's so terrible, why do they keep doing it?I'm going to have a lot of fun finding out!
Fiction, Devil, Conduct of life, Interpersonal relations, High schools
A. M. Jenkins