The Demons Inside

Prologue

I stared down at the books piled on the floor around me, math was definitely my weakness. "Find the quotient and remainder, when am I going to use this in life?" I mumbled to myself. The textbook was old, its pages stained and torn. It had that stale odor that penetrated the air when you turned the pages, all the more reason to put the book down. I crawled over to the attic door and pulled it open, then climbed down the ladder. I could hear my moms boyfriend passed out in the living room, I imagined the bottle of jack on the floor beside him tipped over probably spilling everywhere. "You aint got your nose stuck in them books again do you?" my mom said as she came up behind me. "No mam," I whispered. She laughed and pushed passed me, "give up Melody there aint enough books in this world to help somethin as stupid as you."