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Short Story #1

TW: very bad writing , amateur author

It was a school night, but I couldn’t sleep. The wind clashing against my window was definitely a good thing to blame my insomnia on, but that was a lie. I wiggle around in my bed to get to a comfortable spot, and I’m not shocked it doesn’t work. I hate this. I look at my computer, lying on my nightstand, and decide to open it. I immediately open Youtube and press on the search bar. “How to get rid of stress to sleep”. I scroll through the videos, letting out a yawn as I click on a video. I sit there for twelve long, devastating minutes. This sucks. As the video finishes I just close my laptop. I was not listening to a word they said and, to be quite frank, I’m not about to watch another video. I curl into a ball and huff. I yawn again as I close my eyes. Can’t wait for that quiz tomorrow.

Exorcist: Hello, I'm here to get rid of the demon you called me about?

MC: I didn't call an exorcist?

Lucifer, absolutely done with everything: I did, get me the fuck out of here.