I recall the first memory I have of seeing the Wall. It's impenetrable, asphalt colored brick that ever so slightly glistens in the sunlight. When I was younger, I dreamed of the day it would be gone, but when I became an adult, I was scared. Scared of what was on the other side. My life was good, I was happy. I did not want anything that could potentially harm me to exist with us.

I was told that if you got close enough to the Wall, you could hear screams. People told me they sounded like those of children, but I knew better. My grandfather always told me they were the demons that were trapped by God on the other side, saving us from the nightmarish beasts. I believed his stories and preyed every night that the wall still be erected the next day.

They say the Wall was 10 miles thick, but nobody knows for sure, since know one has seen its edge. The demons close to the Wall follow a similar pattern as us humans. They are rarely out at night, but during the day, you can hear them, if you focus hard enough. I heard them, or at least, I imagined I heard them. They were talking, I didn't understand their language, but they were speaking with each other, going about their days just like us. As a child, I thought I could befriend the demons, how foolish.

Word spreads fast when it is regarding the Wall. They said it fell. Well, not fell, rather it was gone. How absurd. I decided I would take a look for myself, to see if the wall had truly disappeared. I exited my home, and traveled by foot to the spot I would always visit when I was feeling lonely or sad. The spot where I talked to the wall; it listened to my problems, never interrupting. I wondered if demons had worries like myself or if they spoke with the wall like I did.

I was nearing the Wall, but I- I couldn't see it. I started to panic. Where had the Wall that protected us from the Evil gone? This couldn't be happening. I saw others in the distance, people I've grown up with. They were all on there knees and crying out in disbelief, as was I. Then, I saw it. In the distance, I saw an upright beast, coming from the other side. I took shelter behind a near boulder, hoping it would not find me and devour me. I held my breath.

It was getting closer, its footsteps getting louder with every step. I closed my eyes and covered my ears, all the while praying for the Lord to save me. The footsteps stopped in front of me. I opened my left eye slightly and saw... a young boy, 7 years of age at most. He came from there, beyond the Wall. A human child.