The swap

They must be kidding! Where were my actual parents? This shouldn't be that hard to understand, should it? Oh, by the way, my name is Olivia and I'm here to tell you my story. Let's start at the very beginning of this nightmare.

The time had arrived. I laid motionless in my bed. I was eager. I've waited for this moment my entire life. I am in Eonia, the main island of one of the many archipelagos located between Greece and Turkey. You might think that's just a common island, but trust me, it is not. It's a safe shelter for people like me, magical beings. This includes angels and devils.

You might be wondering - Why are you excited, Olivia? I'm thrilled because today I will meet my parents. I will also start working with them! You may assume this is extremely weird, but for me it's normal. This is a ceremony where angels and devils get sent to rule in hell or heaven.

I got glammed up for the ceremony, I jumped into the car and left my house. My heart was beating brutally inside my chest. When I arrived, it was a shock. The room was spacious, the chandeliers shimmered. I occupied my place anxiously.

I was nervous but waited patiently until my name was called out. That's when the tables turned. They told me, Olivia from Eonia, that I was going to work in hell. My body crumbled; I couldn't move. Horror invaded me; everything was blurry. I started yelling that this was a mistake - my parents were angels! Everything started to fade, something was seizing my ankle and dragging me down. Everything turned black. I was falling. I thought this was a nightmare until I woke up.

I groaned heavily, my lungs ached and my head throbbed. Where was I? That's when I realized what had previously happened. I sprang to my feet as swiftly as I could. Soon things started to focus.

I was in this demon realm and in front of me there was the secretary. She asked for my name and told me where I had to go. I screamed repeatedly that this was all a huge mistake. She didn't believe me. She said there were no mistakes made, that this was my place. I started stuttering and tears poured down my face. I used all the courage I had left and asked her where I had to go. This was the start of my adventure.

I followed her instructions and walked down the spine-chilling hallway, an unusual design. The walls were covered in red velvet and the floor was a standard grey coloured. The curtains were made out of plum fabric and had weird faces on it. I followed her directions and entered a dim room. An unusual man was sitting in a black stool in the middle of the room. My heart was hammering vigorously against my chest. I felt feeble and drained of energy. All of a sudden, the man turned his body slow