Mia’s Pov.
She is here!
I don't remember who she is but she is the reason I am like this.
Flashbacks from her pulling out my teeth.
From her making me touch dirty old men.
From her telling me to burn my friends.
From her looking down at me and slapping me.
She smells like vanilla.
She wears high heels that hurt when she stomps on my hands.
She wears clean clothes.
She is my demon.
I don't see anyone other than her, the shadows are whispering in my ear to kill her but slowly so they can enjoy it. She smiles at me.
“Mia is that you? You look so grown up!” she fakes interest.
She looks older than last time I saw her. She has wrinkles all over her face and her clothes are wrinkly.
“Don't you remember me? I saved you. I took care of you when you were young! You were always
