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The Little Demon

By Mother CombsPublished 7 months ago 1 min read
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Shawna was playing outside when she heard a noise above her. Looking up, she saw an odd-shaped little boy-looking creature. The boy looked down at her, staring with his amber-colored cat's eyes.

Shawna was scared, witless, frozen in place. She didn’t know whether to scream or what. Suddenly, her bladder let go. The warm feel of urine running down her leg snapped her out of her daze, and she took off running through the rundown garden surrounding her new house.

The demon boy took off after her, chortling in what could only be construed as a burst of hellish laughter. The faster Shawna ran, the faster the boy got, until suddenly, he grabbed her arm.

“Tag, you’re it.” He said. “That was fun. What do you want to play now?”

Shawna stared in complete amazement at the boy, surprised he did not eat her.

HorrorShort StoryMicrofictionFantasy
9

About the Creator

Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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  • Antoinette L Brey6 months ago

    that was funny

  • Lol, he just wanted to play tag. Awesome story!

  • Donna Renee7 months ago

    that was very clever!

  • Mariann Carroll7 months ago

    Did note expect that ending after she pee on herself because of fear

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