(Haiii this is my first actual attempt at writing so... yea)
Well... shit has hit the fan. Everything has already gone wrong and It isn't even winter break yet. I don't know how I ended up summoning some random ass demons, but then again, I'm in (scribbled out), weird shit is bound to happen here. Oh well, I should probably explain why I'm even writing this to begin with, these stories usually start with "on a night like this one" or "on a dark, stormy night", but it wasn't even night when this all happened, it looked like night, but that's just because it's late November. I had some friends over, my friends that I've had since 1st and 4th grade. We were in some more comfortable clothes, and I had just bought a ouija board with my new credit card, and I set it all up, moving a body pillow I had also bought back onto my bed so me and my friends would have space to actually use the ouija board, I was the one to speak first.
Word count: 180 words (of the actual story of course)
