I used to shine. Brighter than most in Heaven, I shone like the morning star I was named after. But I made a terrible mistake and because of it, I fell. The higher you climb, the further you fall and though I was not alone, I fell the furthest, into the darkness of Hell. Now I am trapped, as the master of Hell, with the screams, shrieks, sobs and hopelessness of the damned. I receive no gratitude for the service I perform, just fear, hatred and isolation. I have only the evil screaming souls for company. Screams in the dark.
by © Emma Taylor (15)
Chenderit School, Oxfordshire
Competition - Mini Monologues
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