• Everyone's heard of Romeo and Juliet right. Well think of my story as something similar to that. Our parents hate each other, but despite it all we fell in love. My name is Lucy. I was named after my father Lucifer, or as you humans might know him, The Devil. I grew up in a fiery pit that has many names. Hell, Hades, the underworld whatever. When i was 15 i had a strange obssesion with knowing what else was out there. I wanted to see if i liked something more then i liked the fact that i myself was the heir to an evil throne. So because of this i begged my father to let me become human. He said all he could do was a week and then i would die. From there i had to find my own way. I loved life as a human. Not seeing evil at every turn was the best thing. Don't get me wrong i still rejoiced in seeing someone in pain, but it gets painful when that's all you see. My week past by pretty quickly. On the seventh day i was devastated because i knew as soon as the sun was gone i would be as well. Then it happened a little child, about the age of 5 or 6 went and crossed the street. That's the one thing i can't stand, a child dying. A car came and i ran in front. The kid survived with a few scratches. I was killed. Apperently no matter how you become human and where your acctually from make no diffrence. If you commit a self sacrifice for others you automaticly make it into heaven. That's where i leave you, so you may wonder. And i will tell more at another time................