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Madi is completely obsessed with Alex now. I mean, if she wasn't before, she most certainly is now. I don't even know what to do with her now. Yesterday, while I was at work, my phone was blowing up with texts from her. "Do you think we can work out?" "Do you think he likes me?" "Isn't he smart?" All the things you'd expect from a girl like Madi. For someone who is 20, she certainly gets obsessed like a 12 year old. Don't tell her I said that though. She's kind of sensitive that way...ok, so she's actually really sensitive. A single word about her being obsessive and I'm sure she'd be crying all night; it would take weeks to make it up to

The clergyman's name was Don Richard. He sat upright in his chair like you'd expect a man of his stature to. He sat on the edge of the seat, leaning back into the chair. His black hair slicked back like the pious demon he was. He had spent the day inflicting bits of wrath onto the human race, telling them of their sins by reciting calumnies propagated to him by his elders. This story isn't about Don though. In truth, its about me --an actual demon. Don't get hung up on Richard; he's actually a priest. I would tell you my name, but its not actually pronounceable. I'm a demon on a mission, quite literally sent from the depths of hell to posses

Today I saw him. He crossed my path on the way to work, and I didn't think too much of him at all. It was the moment that he passed that I realized what I felt. There was no moment of star-struck love, no lightening bolt from the heavens where I realized I was in love with him. All the cliches don't matter though. I saw his brown hair that was styled to the right --the square jaw and defined cheek bones that made him look like he was set against the future. He is normal in every way possible, but I never wanted someone who stood out or who was different. He takes his steps like everyone else, but when I look at his face, all I can think of is