The Insucubus In my room 2

The Insucubus In my room 2

A Story by Mona Sokoya
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Today I witnessed death and it was all because of me and all I can think about is the poor dead firefighters.

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The police asked us questions but my dad told the police that the man had gotten into a fight with some guys over a woman and they took the fight outside and the woman ran away but the guys stayed to fight and they set him on fire and drove off the police believed him we were so lucky that only our loyal customers were there there would have been alot of explaining to do but I know the truth and I had no choice but to tell my father. When we got home it was late because my dad closed the restaurant up and took me out for pizza while we stayed in his car and talked then he took me to the place where he used to take me as a kid it was river near the woods where we used to throw stones into the water he told me he loved no matter what and that we figure things out and we could never tell anybody. When we got home I dreaded going to sleep knowing I would dream about him and he would be in the same room as me.I tried to stay awake but sleep got to me I feel asleep reading on my desk this dream was not like any of the others he told me that I was his forever and nobody could touch me he came to me as a wolf this time and licked my face were inside the woods then changed back into his normal self with the black bat wings/claws/horns he kissed me and then he was a wolf and curled up with him on floore of colorful Autumn leafs.

© 2017 Mona Sokoya


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Added on October 26, 2017
Last Updated on October 26, 2017
Tags: Horror Erotica

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Mona Sokoya
Mona Sokoya

El paso, TX



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Hi there my full name is Desdemona & I'am a aspiring artist and writer right now I'am a waitress in Texas. My writing is very different from the normal c.. more..

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