One day there was a boy called Robert but everyone called him Devil because he always acted like one. Then he was grown up on his twenty fifth birthday he went in a horse race with his friend.

It wasnt long before the Devils friend was winning and Devil couldnt loose a race. So the Devil pulled out his gun and aimed it at his friend and then he shoot his friend then he could win the race.

That night he had a birthday party you would think he would be a bit gillty but no the Devil was never gullty of anything he had done. Then that night when anyone had gone, he went back to the horse track were the Devil had killed his friend and then he said "God please kill me or make me a better person. I shouldnt have killed this inersent friend so please God bring him back to live or kill me"

That night he couldnt sleep so he went down stairs to get a glass of water. He had a tiny tingle in his throught as well and the reason he couldnt sleep is because he killed his friend. Later on that night somone knocked on the door and it was the Devils friend. So he apoligised for shooting him and the Devil huged his friend and the were best friends for ever...