I Am Darkness
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I am the creature in the night. I am the monster living under your bed or in the dark folds of your closet. I am every bad thought you've ever had, every terrifying what-if, every nightmare, every cautionary tale. I am every ounce of pain and sorrow and suffering inside your body. I can give, and I can take it away from you. But I am also sixteen years old and struggling to pass spanish class.
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When we were young our friends told us spooky stories that would keep us up at night. Those same stories our parents dismissed as fake. What if those stories were real? If the monsters didn't hide under our beds, but walked amongst us? But perhaps the real question is: Are you one of those monsters? {this story does contain some gxg scenes}
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