As It Grows Darker - Improved version.

I see them, where they sit, where they act so happy. Just a few kids, at school, sitting around talking and making jokes and laughing at one another. I see me, sitting as a kid, I’m not alone I’m with the kids, who all continue to laugh in this long forgotten place. I'm sitting in a tree watching myself play. He looks up and is smiling, to them I am nothing, I do not exist I am but a mere shadow. I look into his eyes I don't see truth what I see is a lie. The world is starting to grow darker thunder is heard. The kids get up and run to their mothers which should not be there during the school hour, no maybe I have it wrong, maybe this is after school. No, it doesn’t matter, Time makes no difference. Only what is yet to occur. I continue to watch as it yet grows darker and darker. Clouds have taken over the sky, lightning and thunder are starting to dancing around for they are free and mock these young people. The parents grin, their eyes widen. They start to change, finger nails grow longer, and their arms turn into a rough purple red colour scale likish, they grow horns and wings, their faces extend and become narrow and they turn into demons. They laugh as they hold the kids like they are nothing to them, only food, all they want from the kids are their souls, Delicious souls to eat, oh how the demons will enjoy their little treat. There is fire, the buildings are burning I see the kids starting to scream the world is falling into chaos they are screaming for help, yet it is futile, they will soon be dead, all their screaming for nothing, they wasted their chance, if they were smart they should have tried to escaped, but no. Soon to be nothing but without a soul, Soon to be nothing but a lifeless body. I just sit there, in my tree, watching kids be slaughtered by demons, that are coming out of no-where. They sky begins to fill with them, death following them where ever they go, this land is only to lose its happiness today. I watch as the demon who once appeared to be my mother, swing her tail she did and plunged it right though my heart, she drops licks the blood off her tail and lets the boy fall to the floor. I look into my eyes again, I recognize the pain and the sadness he has in his eyes now. Now I see how the world feels, happiness has gone. Nothing but darkness and death surrounding us all. “We live to die.” I whisper to myself as I watch from the tree. He falls to the ground, lays there bleeding. He looks up at me one last time before his departure. The young boy holds out his hand and says with his last breath. “Help me” and now becomes a nothing but a corpse. I sat and watched as he bled to death on the ground, as he cried for help for someone to save him. Yet there is no hero of this tale, so alone and to be forgotten he must die. As he drew his last breath I jump out of the tree and walk away into the darkness smiling as I fade away. What is yet to come to this world? What else is yet to occur? Will others lose their lives or will they somehow find hope, find one small shard of light in this world that beings to be swallowed by darkness, one shard of light to save this world from the corruption and evil that is spreading about it.