Benevolence

He told me I should write this down so that we might be able to help others who have been taken by the AURA. My hands are shaking as I write this because I. ..I have no idea how long I have till it comes back or where it's gone. It's hard to write since I'm trembling so badly I feel like I'm going to wet myself but I have to hurry up. I know it's too late for us since there's no way OUT OF the disaster I have dragged us into but since this is entirely my fault I am going to do something useful whilst I still have time. And that is to help you not suffer our consequences. God, he's telling me to hurry up in order to help him so I'd better cut this short. What you are about to read is no cautionary tale. Nor is this a horror story. THIS IS REAL. And to those who have faced this being as unaware and ignorant of its curse as I was then may god have mercy upon your soul. Well I guess I'd better start at the beginning. l'll be writing this as if it is not me and in case you may be from my area or know any of these people the names are fake to maintain their confidentiality from gossip; selfishly my own though I hardly deserve that. ……………………………………………………………………………. It started at midnight which seems really cliché however it should be noted as the strongest most powerful time for possession (conscious or unconscious) and an extremely vulnerable time for the clueless host. It just so happened that he had gone to bed that night with a pounding headache due to stress. He was overwhelmed. I really hope that you do not go to Oakwood high. If you do then ignore the brother I mentioned above. I am such an i***t just forget anything I mentioned in those two sentences because if you know who I am now-which if you have even an average amount of intelligence you would- please put down the book because you would not take anything in here seriously. Therefore you would treat this as a joke and- Ignore that entire paragraph. He's is telling me to stop whining and get on with the actual story. Right. If only he had been sound asleep on that night. If he had been then the alluring whispers in the shadows wouldn't have encouraged him to go outside and he wouldn't have succumbed to giving himself up to the charm and comfort of the AURA. If he had been asleep then he would also not have ruined the lives of all those around him but he had to stop pondering over the ‘what ifs’ because it happened and only he is to blame. He just really envies those who do not get curious. To have any desire or wish of yours granted is an absolute dream come true for many people, who are fed up of their existence which, seems very cynical but makes complete sense- for him anyway- yet it seems so impossible that they dare not hope for such silly things like that, as hope is a dangerous thought to have. However as soon as the chance comes upon them, they grasp the tail of it tightly and never let go of its slippery end. That's exactly what he did. Thinking over that night I feel thoroughly ashamed of my actions but like I said I can't do anything about it. I bet the question that keeps coming to mind-like this invisible being spying on us that I'm trying to kill-is why he was that desperate and whether or not he even questioned this presence. The simple answer would be that he hated his life. He did not have a good reason too but he did hate his life. He was going through depression which is why he didn't think clearly over his actions that night. He had quite a strange family. There were six of them including his adopted brother Louis. His dad was quite the celebrity as he had saved England from recession through his ingenious methods. He worked in parliament now and never really had time to spend with his family. Regardless of his celebrity profile he was actually a really great dad- that is whenever they got to see him. He had never met anyone as good, modest, kind, caring and considerate as his dad. He was also probably one of the only men who get really emotional and he really adored mum. Now you might be wondering why it's a bad thing seeing as many people would give up their two arms and legs for a hero like him. The thing is he never got to spend time with him because his bratty attention seeking siblings overshadowed him in every one of his visits. They had never really had a conversation before which saddened him a lot. Nevertheless he was his greatest role model who he constantly look up too. Now his mum was quite an absent minded person when it came to him, James and Olivia. She mostly talked to her friends in the living room or on the phone when she wasn’t busy writing to her many admirers. Did he mention she looked like a model from ELLE magazine? Quite upsettingly she didn't care about dad at all or even love him- just his image- and when he was away (which is nearly always)- she made mockery of his devotion towards her. One of the announcements keeping him up late that night was a divorce. Louis was his eldest adopted brother whose parents died in a car crash when he was a few months old. Since dad was his godfather and close friends with Louis's parents he'd been in the house ever since the crash. He's his favourite though he moved out after he got engaged to his fiancée Tasha when Will was twelve. Sadly Will had bypassed the happy years and was now going through his not so sweet sixteen. Louis was an unstoppable force bursting with optimism and wisdom. The only one in this family who actually enjoyed spending time with him and treated him like a person. He gave him hope. Now his real eldest brother-does that sound mean? - was the complete opposite of him. Where he was serious, quiet, pessimist, depressed, out casted, studious and obedient the brother was obnoxious, funny, carefree and confident. He was also the trouble maker of the family which was why he required more of his dad's time. My parent's names can't be mentioned. So I won't mention them since names hold power over us to whichever force knows it. For the same reason no one's appearance but mine can be described. If we make it out of this I don't want to be caught. Anyway, now to his only sister Olivia. She was the darling of the family as well as his dad's princess. She was forever begging him for new things, whining about how awful everyone is to her and just well…..sucking up to him. Like any normal gremlin sister I guess. I guess once I think over it my family was like a typical urban screwed up family except the sensitive issue of my parents which just goes over the line. He didn't flaunt his dad's celebrity status like his siblings. He went to a private school because of it and that was why unlike his siblings who are really popular he had a reserved circle of friends. It's also because he was a nerd. The only reason he had R and Theo was because they met in reception. He's sure as hell they wouldn't have been friends if they'd met at Oakwood high. In Reception they met, oblivious of the harsh peer pressure they would face as adolescents for their choices in well.......everything. R was a lot like him minus the depression and pessimism . Oh and she was quite bossy too. Theo was nothing like them. He was extremely good looking, social, popular and charismatic. He was also hilarious and knew just what to do to turn a downer upside down. He talked a lot too and was generally a great guy to hang out with. He was also a jock-meant as unstereotypically as possible because it was a fact. Without these guys his life would have been meaningless. That is his school life I'm talking about. His family struggles are nothing compared to the torture he had to go through as soon as he entered oak wood high's main entrance. The entire school hated him. Because the football team and the plastics hated him. So everyone hated him. Mark had to be the worst though. He was the football captain and he took it upon himself to beat the crap out of him. Theo had been an amazingly loyal friend declining a seat with the team and sticking with him. He was the reason why Mark and his gang only beat the crap out of him. No one wanted to get on Theo's bad side. He'd started seeing less and less of Theo once he started dating R and they wanted to know each other better. It was completely understandable but who bought that whole true love s**t anyway??? It was after becoming the third wheel that he started to become a tiny bit bitter. Oh okay a lot bitter. Now back to the actual story. The seductive charms of the AURA had numbed his senses and his brain was on temporary lockdown as he embraced the pleasantly glowing blue mist into his soul. It sent the most incredible shivers down his spine as well as comforting tingles through his bones. He had never before felt so alive and wonderful. In this small but powerful moment he forgot about his depressingly lonely status and felt the giddy sensations of euphoria felt by heroin addicts. Warnings bells were ringing in his head but he didn't feel scared. How could something that feels so good be bad? After a couple of hours the sensations had dulled down and waking up the next day he had completely forgotten about his strange experience. His family- for once- noticed something wrong with him judging by their frowns. He was grinning. Their sad, pathetic brother/son was grinning! Even though he did sometimes smile-for reasons he deemed worthy enough- he had NEVER EVER grinned. Since starting Oakwood high. Questions weren't asked however since no one really cared about him no matter how shocking this was. Sad really. So he just went through his morning routine like normal (in silence) and felt the rain pouring down when he went to get his bike; so hard that it actually stung! As usual he wished it would stop raining and after getting his raincoat he came out to notice the sun shining bright in the sky. It was as though someone had consoled the raging sky and gave it a reason not to lash out against the world. If only he'd been given reasons too.