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She was the only other person who treated her like a person and it was now painfully obvious dad had acted like he beloved her to patronize her.
It was scary seeing those demons But it was scarier not being able to tell what she saw, But it was a nightmare to pretend she didn't see what she saw.
Those demons are wicked things with their Black teeth and blood red eyes always climbing over people,  sniffing there foods, laying on their beds, sprawling over the dinning, letting people pass through their slime shape shifting bodies. Yuck.
Once it's curled on muna's feet and when I shouted she thought my legendary madness has caught up with me and that Same morning the story spread and Muna hardly spoke to me again. So I adopted the act of  not telling what the creatures were about, Though it's was the most difficult thing, But it made it less awkward for those near me.
Then suddenly the demons altogether disappeared. And for a while all was quiet.  But last night I had a terrible dream of