‘Not again!’ he thought as he jutted awake. The demons had come for him again. He didn’t want them to, but they had. Fear now gripped him tightly as the demons began flowing through his mind, laughing, mocking, dancing like fallen angels to some unheard melody. Silently he stepped out of his room into the… Continue reading The Demons–A (Mostly) True Story
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RedRush – A story by a disposable teen.
As I lie there, I am suddenly overwhelmed by a feeling; a craving. I dont know what for but I want it. Badly I want it.