Cheetoe: We gotta project we doing Saturday ma.
Mama: A project this Saturday? Why it has to be on a Saturday?
Cheetoe: Cause that would give us a lot of time to complete it, it’s a dream experiment he wants us to do, we have to be there at 10:00am-3: 00 pm.
Mama: Aw okay, early, you just better make sure you eat some breakfast before you go.
Cheetoe: Ight ma.
Mama: And ya’ll go be up there for a lot of hours?
Cheetoe: Yeah.
Mama (puts her hand on her hips): And a dream experiment huh?
Cheetoe (nods): Yeah.
Mama: Never heard of that, but it sounds like it should be fun.
Cheetoe: I know it is go be fun, I love that class ma, I know Quetip and Shonte would've really wanted do this project.
Mama: You really miss your friends don’t you?
Cheetoe: Yeah, I do ma, I miss them a lot, I think about them every day, and sometimes I can’t even sleep cause I would wake up and think about them, hoping that I will see them at school the next day.
Mama (rubs his back): I know, and I know it’s hard not seeing them no more, but keep praying for em, I just thank God nothing didn’t happen to you.
Cheetoe: I know ma, I’m getting tired now.
Mama: Yeah get some sleep.
Cheetoe: Ight ma.
(Cheetoe hears his closet doors opening and closing)
Cheetoe (jumps up): What the fuck?
Succubus: Cheeeetoeee
Cheetoe (eyes gets big and swiftly jumps up): What the… What the hell?
(He hears thundering)
Cheetoe: Probably the wind, that was probably a dream, (shakes his head) I’m tweaking.
Succubus: Cheeeetoeee.
Cheetoe (sits up lying his elbows on his bed): Awe hell naw, this ain’t no dream, who the fuck is that? Is it somebody calling my name or I must be dreaming, (scratches his head) yeah I must be dreaming.
Succubus: Cheeeetoeee.
Cheetoe (eyes broaden with fear): Mama?
Succubus: No one can hear you, Cheetoe.
Cheetoe: Mama?
(The succubus appears in room)
Succubus: She can’t hear your voice, Cheetoe.
Cheetoe (blinks his eyes): Is this a dream?
Succubus: No dream, Cheetoe.
Cheetoe: I never been so scared in my life, what the hell are you? Where you come from, and why you look like that?
Succubus: I am a succubus.
Cheetoe: What is that?
Succubus: I am a succubus that give you satisfaction and pleasure.
Cheetoe: What do you mean pleasure and satisfaction?
Succubus: Desiring your sexual needs.
Cheetoe: Uh, I don’t want any pleasure from you, all I want you is to go away.
Succubus: I’m not going away until you give me what I came for.
Cheetoe (rubbing his hand on his face): Is this a lucid dream?
Succubus: No, this is very real Cheetoe.
Cheetoe: Are you goin to kill me?
Succubus: If you don’t give me what I came here for.
Cheetoe: Please don't kill me, I'm too young to die.
Succubus: I will not harm you unless you give me what I came for.
Cheetoe: What?
Succubus: I want to lie on your stomach.
Cheetoe (scowling): What? This is all making sense to me as weird as it is, you must was the thing that took my friends, Quetip and Shonte?
Succubus: Who are they?
Cheetoe: you know who they is bitch, my friends, I think you took them, you must took them from they rooms, that’s why the police can’t find anybody who kidnapped them.
Succubus (flies towards him and sits on him): I didn’t take your friends Cheetoe, I only came here for you.
Cheetoe: I don’t wanna have sex bitch, get off me.
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Believe in Curious Dreamers
HorrorMr. Perry takes his students on a dream journey that turns horrifying that his students will never forget.
