I don't know why I keep writing them. I just do. The bad thing is the writing is all the same. Nothing is different. I think my parents figured something is wrong. They give me looks when I go to my bedroom. I don't blame them, I would too. The thing is its not just me writing them. My friends have too. Every kid has. Whats going on? Well I'm going to find out even if it kills me.

I woke up normally. Its 7am. I walked downstairs to eat breakfast. My parents already fixed me something. They sat at the table waiting for me. "Hello Mother. Hello Father. Lovely day we are having." I said as I sat down. When did I speak so formal? Erh whatever. "Goodmorning sweetie. Sleep well?" Mother asked. "Why yes I did, thanks for asking!" I said. 

I finished my food and walked up stairs to get ready for church.  

We walked through the doors of the church. I started to get anxious and I felt sick. I did not want to be here. Every family brought their kids here today. 

The preacher started to preach. Oh my did I felt sick. I think all of us kids did to. All you could hear is the preacher and kids moaning in pain. "John whats going on with Stacy?" My mother asked. 

"I have no idea Martha." My father said. My hand reached out unconsciously to a piece paper and pen. My eyes went behind my head and my hand started moving with the pen without my command. After what seemed like days I went back to normal. 

I looked around to see that all the kids did the same. I looked down at the paper.

The drawn was a monster. Not any monster it was The Monster. It wasn't the one under your bed or in your closet. It was the monster under a monster bed or in its closet. 

Its teeth had to be taller than me and wider. It was scaly, had six eyes, and had six fingers and toes. 

The preacher started saying something but it seemed weird. Like he wasn't the one saying it.

"Children calm down. Its just a drawing. The picture looks quite extraordinary I must say! Got every detail right." All the parents gasped. The preacher started changing. All the kids including me got up and walked towards him. The preacher turned into the monster. Everybody started screaming. It walked up to a couple and grabbed them. He put them in his mouth and swallowed.

"I got to thank these kids here for bringing me back." The Monster said. Some lady muttered. "What are you?" "What am I you ask. Well I am in all these books. These books you call the Bible. I am the one and only Lucifer. I came to destroy this world. So say you last words." He started laughing creepily. "Hehe goodbye." Was the last word ever spoken.