My Demon Blake
A few years ago on Halloween night I decided to play Bloody Mary for fun. Wrong move. After I got done chanting Bloody Mary 3 times I faced the mirror & was shocked to see a demon looking back at me & he was pissed! He was all black with bright yellow eyes & pointed sharp teeth. & claws for nails. Hr was reaching for me through the mirror. I never bolted out the bathroom so fast in my life. For the longest the demon chased me to my room, would growl & then attack me. I woke up one night with Blake above me. I said hi & he grinned with those sharp teeth exposed & then attacked me. I soon had enough & confronted the demon. I communicated with him & told him to stop attacking me. I told him to pull my shirt if he truly wanted to be my friend. Well he did yank my shirt & I named him Blake. Blake is in my demon & he’s saved my ass since I summoned him. Would I play Blood Mary again? Hell no! 4 demons is enough.
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