Imagine
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Last published Tue, Oct 28, 2014
Black serpent-like arms like tenticles on an octopus slither slyly, slowly making way up her frail leg, then wraps up to her arms and neck like a boa snake. It pulls. She screams.
She wakes up to the sound of her mother calling her for breakfast. She sighs in relief, realizing she had been only Imagining.
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