Art by: Draconia St. George
Demona's eyes slowly fluttered open, she moaned slightly as she felt a slight tug at her wrists. "Demona? Are you awake?" a familiar voice whispered. Demona turned to the sound of the voice but her neck was strained. She tried to look at the figure but her vision was blurred. "Who are you!?" she yelled frantically "w-where am i?" She pulled on the chains cutting her wrists. "You got hurt really bad," the voice said sweetly "but it's okay. You're getting better now." "W-who are you?" "Here,…Continue
The sound of screaming filled the Demon house. Demona was dying, slowly painfully nothing could stop it. not even Holt. Alexander did this to her. it was all his fault, he wanted Dementia.
"Make it stop daddy!" Demona screamed, "daddy make it stop!" tears streamed down her face as she felt intolerable pain from her wrist. Demona then got out of of her bed barley able to walk. She groaned in pain as she walked down the down the hallway. She heard her parents on the phone trying to…Continue
Demona waited in Arrrithmetic, being bored as usual.
"Hey Demona, theirs going to be a substitute." A ghostly voice whispered
"Ah, that's right Ghostina, my next victim!" Demona giggled. Suddenly a tall man,entered the room. His pale grey skin glistened under the florescent lights. He looked at Demona in awe, and he blushed a bright crimson. "Hello, class I am your teacher for today."
"Really we couldn't tell" Ghostina smiled.
"How about you take all of those…Continue
Hey guys and ghouls, as you know i have come up with a surplus ammount of OC's well now you get to vote for witch Oc you want to be featured in my blogs!