PSALM HAMILTON
"Emily….." I trailed off as I saw her sitting on the floor. I couldn't recognize her, the long hair, the nails and the pitch black eyes as she looked at me.
"Psalm" She sniffed. "I don't know what's wrong with me"
For a second, I wanted to close the door and open it again to see if it was a nightmare, but it was real and she wasn't herself. I stared at her form carefully, she looked like the drawings of Ophis in Dad's journal. Could she be Ophis descendant? No she can't be. She's just the girl I just had sex with, the girl my heart raced for whenever she's around, She's just Emily.
I rushed to her side, hugging her while she cried in my arms.
"I don't know what's wrong with me Psalm" She cried and cried and I stroke her hair, comforting her so she'll stop but she didn't. "Am I a monster?