I awoke. "I'll kill them. I'll kill them. I'll kill them!", I raged, my hatred burned trying to let lose, my heart seared with the pain of betrayal but outside i was just cold. The emporror, the one who swore by his head that he would form an alliance with my tribe. My family. All I had to do was rid the world of all other natives. I had done as he had told. The corrupt emporror chose me as his champion and I return to find my home burned with nothing but a tall flag of the empire standing in place of our homes. I trudged through the grime and not long ended misfortune. My nose wrinkled at the smell of incinerated flesh. I walked to the caravan, to find two dead bodies, small. One was cut up in pieces and the others head cleanly sliced off. My children. I felt immense pain. My chest ached and my head felt light, all I could do was laugh. Laugh. After all this. I wanted him to die, I wanted to kill all his men, i wanted to kill all his 'loving' subject, I want to kill everyone. That was the last time ever thought anything, I had gone insane, my body and I were two people, yes I did feel what my body felt but I was a trapped soul and my body a bent up demon craving blood, my demon was unleashed.

I was but a mere spectator, unable to speak to the outside world, just a bystander. I had never used it in my life and had sworn not to but my demon walked forth to where my former tribe treasury was hidden, and in it the knife of gods. It walked forward and grabbed it. I saw a bright light. The next time I woke up, was next to the emporrors dead body, his childrens bodies. Laughter echoed in the chamber. My laughter.

After a long, glum day of school and feeling as dull as a rain cloud I head to the station to catch a bus. The day had long been raining and the roads were all unbelievably littered and muddy. There was a slight fog and mystery to town today, it certainly was a first. I walked on by to the station trudging through all of the city’s smoky grime. I decided to stop at the small café next to the stop letting the air conditioning flow over me, it was soothing, but here comes the bus stealing my slight sense of relief that I'd gotten for the first time today. I hurriedly got on to try and find for myself a good seat.

The inside of the bus was already half full and more people were storming into it like bees into their beehive, most people not giving a care in the world for their manners and pushing against old ladies and small boys. I found a seat that was vacant and sat myself down. After a while of adjusting myself I took a look around. There were about fifty people who fit into the bus cramming all their bags and belongings with them. There was a bunch of boys ate the very back slightly older than me I supposed, they were making a lot of noise and goofing around not caring to the attention they were attracting, two old ladies sat further front grumbling as far as I heard about “the youth not behaving nowadays” and men and women who had just finished work and were as pathetic and tired as me just stood or sat silent.

I decided to look out the window, we were now leaving the busy part of town to the outskirts where I lived, where there was not much pollution and was very green, I could smell the dew and wet trees, it gave me a feeling of relaxation and a dull joy, unexplainable and only explainable by nature, a feeling we’ve all felt. In a way, after even a down day such as this, a bus ride gives you a taste of what goes on outside of your homes and school, which I guess I liked.

The world of spirits is a mysterious one. One which we neither see nor feel.A spirit? What is it? Its considered a ghost, a demon, an angel, a power, all substances which lie within each of us. Spirits, what are they? They are non other than what makes us human. Spirits, feelings.