The Demon.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
I got bored so I wrote this, feel free to leave a comment on what I should improve on. :D

Submitted: December 30, 2011

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Imagine what it must be like to be overtaken by a demon. Your sitting there just chilling. Watching Comedy Centeral. (A Demon, walking around earth, just chilling. Taking over vicitems as he wishes.) He see's you. He enters your house. The power shuts off, then recuts back on, your sitting there on the couch like. (What the fuck is this, must be a shortage.) Then all of a sudden the wood underneath your feet start rubbling. (What the fuck is going on?) Then your body. You crouch down on the floor. This burning sensation, (What is this burning, this isnt normal.) Then you start jolting every which way, your eyes roll in the back of your head. Then your body is lifted, up and thrown against the wall very sternly. You hit the wall and fall. (WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON.) Your arm is twiching. Then it goes straight for your throat. Your choking yourself, Slowly losing all hope. (Maybe if I pray to GOD. GOD Please If you save me I will be a better person Ill goto church every day.) [The Demon lets you go.] [Hi, John] (Who is this.) [I'm Marvolk.] (Marvolk who?) [The Demon.] [I just want you to know this almighty GOD your praying to isn't real.] [Your Time Is Up, We Chose This For You.] He enters your body for the second time, You run to the bathroom, and turn the light, and look in the mirror. Your eyes widen your lips begin to quiever. You stare at the mirror. This Demon, huge Redish Black, Black wings Sharp teeth like teeth on a piranna. [So are you ready.] Your eyes roll in the back in your head. He is in control, he bashes the mirror and grabs the biggest peice, he puts it up to your wrist, and slits it, as well as your other one. The bath you had ready. Before this happen to you now has your body laying there full of blood, your head twitching, then slowly quiting. You are now dead. :) Thanks for reading - MG 


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