We fight and Resist

I called for the light inside me. 

The old man, father Dion, gave me a gift before I  returned to this world. He embedded some of his light, that intense light of his, in a deep memory of my soul, mother had to help me control the door before I burst out with blood and shadows crying. He did it without too much care. Tch... that old man.

He forgot to tell me that his light had to be restrained, carefully restrained, more like tightly secured or my shadows will die. Idiot old man! I almost was put in a horrible situation as the shadow inside me, my shadow, almost came out struggling and fighting to control my mind. Goodness, at least, mom was there helping me smack that reckless old man.

"Come out!"