Rare are those who believe me when I tell them I met the devil.

Inexistent are those who believe me when I say that he requested my soul.

Yet both are true.

It was after my first casting, I wanted to become an actress, I still do. I was kneeling on my bedroom floor praying to god that I got the role.

But who appeared in front of me wasn't god. Far from it.

It was a dark silhouette without a face, at first I thought it was a shadow but then it started to speak.

-'I know how to make all your dreams come true-' the tremulous words resonated 'I can make you famous. I will make you the greatest star ever known. All I need is one thing from you-'

A shiver went up my spine at that moment. My soul. He wanted my soul.

My passion was strong but my faith was stronger. So I refused.

The day after, I found out I didn't get the role.

And I never got one.

"Alright then.' he had said when I refused 'If you ever change your mind, I am only a call away.'.

Tears blurred my vision, I wanted to become an actress and I was willing to do anything to get there. Anything.

'I changed my mind' I whispered.