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This is really short and bad but I’m working on something that I am really excited about and I would rather that be good than upload it to early so this is just a little something so it doesn’t look like I’m inactive :)

“lucy, we are not playing with an ouija board!” My parents had gone on their yearly anniversary trip, leaving me with nothing to do. I had decided that I might as well invite a few of my friends over since I was going to be lonely for an entire week.

It quickly took a turn for the worse when my friend Lucy had pulled out a box containing an ouija board and minipulated Sarah and Beth into using it, now trying to convince me to join. “Come on, what’s the worst that can happen, y/n?” Oh, i dont know. A demon could come into my house and possess me, making every minute of my life a living hell. That’s all.

I took a deep breath as i prepared myself for what i was going to say next. “Ok. You get the board out and i’ll go get a glass.” When I returned from the kitchen everybody was sat around the table, wanting to see if anything was going to happen. I placed the small glass down on the board, it hitting it with a light thud.

I saw Sarah and Beth wispering something to each other and then nodding at each other as Beth spoke up. “ I think that me and Sarah are going to give this a miss.” Great. At least i managed to get out of that one. I mean, there’s no point in only two people doing it, is there?

“Well come on y/n, we’ll have to do it on our own.” Shit. I wanted to say no, to tell her to put the board back and pretend that it was never brought up, but i couldn’t. I felt like i needed to do it. It was like somebody was telling me that i should do it, somebody that was much more powerful than any of my friends.

I was honestly scared, but i sat down at the table and delicatly placed my fingers on the glass as if I had done it hundreds of times before and it didn’t faze me at all. “Are you ready?” Lucy asked me. I gave her a nod shortly after, confirming that i was ready to proceed with this terrifieing game.

“Are any spirits with us?” Lucy asked with an obvious shake in her voice. Just at that moment the three candels we had lighten earlier blew out, as a cold burst of wind flew through the room. It was so dark that i could hardly see anything, only the moonlight helping my eyesight.

I felt something brush past me, slightly tugging on my hair. As soon as the panick rushed through my body Beth had switched the lights on, giving everybody a wash of relif. I saw something sood by the door.

It looked like a boy, quite tall and dressed in all black. Even though I was scared I dismissed it as me thinking to much and still being shocked from the ouija board. “I think that i want to go home now” Beth said as she uneasily lookd around. “Me to” agreed Sarah.

“You can’t just leave me on my own!” I can’t believe they are actually going to do this to me! “I might as well go aswell” Lucy said. She was looking down at her hands in her lap as if she was embarrased to say it.

“Wow. Thanks a lot guys! You try to bring a spirit into my house and then you just leave me on my own!” I was getting angrier by the second. “Oh come on y/n. It’s not as if it actually worked! There is nohing to worry about. We will call you tommorow to see if everything is ok, which it will be, and we can all go get pizza!” “Ok”

I almost felt defeated as they all stood up and started walking to the door. “Bye, y/n” “Bye, guys” As soon as they left the house I felt as if somebody was watching me. I turned mybody around only to see that there was nobody there.

It was probaly only my imagination. I decided that I might as well go to bed, and sleep through until the morining. I walked up the stairs with drooping eyelids, geting more tired by the second. Walking into the bathroom, I brushed my teeth, washed my face and tied up my hair. I quickly changed into my pajamas and climbed into the cool, soft sheets.

Just as I was getting comfortable and drifting of into a welcoming sleep I felt something touch my leg. It felt as if somebody was trailing their hand up and down my thigh. I was frozen with fear. I held my breath, pretending to be asleep.

What if it was a murderer that had broken into my house? No, that’s a stupid thought! I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt my covers being slightly lifted up. I was hysterical. I tried to lift myself up from my bed, but found that I was unable to move.

I wanted to scream out, but when I opened my mouth no sound came out. “Don’t be scared, baby” I frantcaly looked around my room, spotting the same tall, dark figure from earlier stood right next to my bed.

I felt strangly calm, as if I could trust the mysterious person that was in my bedroom. As if he could read my thoughts, he said “You can trust me. I won’t hurt you.” The way he said that made me feel a bit more relaxed. It was as if he genuinly cared about me and wanted me to feel safe.

He slowly approched me, peeling the sheets back to uncover my short, blue nightdress that I had recently bought. He looked at me, as if he was silently asking for promission. I was about to give him a small nod, tlling him he could move, but right at that moment I noticed his eyes.

They were as black as the night, even outside of the pupil and iris. “You don’t have to be scared, Princess. It was you that summoned, after all” Normally that name made me cringe, but the way that he said it made me weak at the knees. “O-ok”

What did he mean i summond him? I didn’t have time to think before his hands slipped down my body, capturing the bottom of my dress in his hands, sliding it up my body painfully slow. His lips met mine, leaving a pastionate kiss before pulling away and moving his mouth to my neck, more than likely leaving marks. “oh, I’m Calum, by the way” All i could do was nod my head, letting him continue his assult on my neck.

He moved down my body, ripping my panties down my legs and throwing them somewhere else in the room. As soon as I blinked his clothes disappered. I knew that I should be scared, but for some reason I wasn’t. I was pulled out of my thoughts when he entered me.

A moan escaped my mouth as he entered me. He stretched me out like nobody ever had before, only making it all the more pleasurable. His hand moved down, leaving messy circles on my clit. I couldn’t stop the wimpers from leaving my mouth as I felt my high slowly approaching.

His thrusts started increasing, makng my legs twitch with the amount of pleasure running through my veins. “I-I’m close” I had bearly stutted it out when he replied. “I know princess” I took that as a sign he was close as well.

I let go, letting my orgasm wash over my entier body. My back arched of the bed, as my body filled with pure of euphoria. My breathing was still heavy as i opened my eyes, looking around for the mysterious man that was the souce of the mind blowing pleasure.

He was stood next to my bed, exactly where was when when he first apperead. He was fully clothed, having already fixed his hair, makng him look like he hadn’t done anything since he first came into my room. He flashed me a quick smirk, waving at my before disapperaing into thin air.

Be with: Leo, Libra, Capricorn, Pisces

Hold: Cancer, Taurus, Virgo, Gemini

ANNIHILATE: Aries, Scorpio, Aquarius

In grade 8 I got a call from my friend in the middle of the night and she was drunk in the park crying and told me that she went out that night with some other friends and they drank a little and her guy “friend” starting flirting and yes she laughed at first but then he tried to pull her shirt over her head and she pulled away and he ripped her shirt and it was her favourite shirt and then he pushed her to her knees and HIS BEST FRIEND HELD HER JAW OPEN WHILE HE FACE FUCKED HER. And so I went to the park and picked her up and took her home and slept in her bed with her except we didn’t sleep because she just cried and her mouth bled and this was four years ago but I still have to be the one to bring her items to the till it the cashier is a man, and she still has anxiety attacks and she’ll get a rash all over her body and I just want to kill those boys but instead they are still walking around. And I’m in the bathroom with her, dabbing at her skin with a warm cloth until it returns to its regular colour.

And in grade 9 one of my closest friends was kinda seeing this boy and so they hung out one night and then she said that she really had to be getting back home and he said that she wasn’t going anywhere until she gave him what he wanted and he parked the car and took off her clothes and she said no and he ignored her and so she laid in the backseat totally limp and just cried and it wasn’t even sex, he just masterbated by using her body instead of his hand and she came to school the next day with vodka in her water bottle and she drank all day and I had to fight her to get the alcohol away from her and she just cried and threw up and I skipped class while I held her hair back and that same boy texted me a month later, asking if I ever wanted to hangout sometime.

And in that same year my very best friend who has never even kissed a boy, confessed to me that when she was 9 years old, her 12 year old cousin made her give him a hand job and he told her that was what cousins do and he gave her a chocolate bar afterwards and she told me that he probably doesn’t even remember it but that it’s something that she’ll never have the luxury of forgetting.

And in grade 10 I knew a girl who invited her best friend over to watch Disney movies and then he started to put his hands down her pants and she said no but she is 130lbs and he is 220lbs and he called her a tease while she tried to fight him but he used one hand to hold her down, and the other to put inside of her and i was the one to push her inside of a classroom and stand in front of her while calling the police when he showed up at our school looking for her and she was so damn scared.

And a few months later I skipped class and was in the car with a guy who i had had unprotected sex with in the past while under the influence of cocaine but this time I was sober and I insisted we use a condom but he told me he couldn’t feel anything while the condom was on so he ripped it off and I said I refused to have unprotected sex again and so he just grabbed me and forced himself into my mouth and I was crying and he pulled me onto him and I just came saying “stop” over and over like a broken record but he must’ve heard something different because he went until he came and I just sat naked in the backseat while he drove me back to the school and said “we should do this again sometime”. And I had five showers that night and I scratched at my skin so hard to try and rip his fingerprints off of me, I still have the scars.

And I found out soon afterwards that that same guy had raped a classmate of mine, 5 months earlier and she told me about how he brought her McDonald’s first, and how he said they could take things slow and she told me about how he didn’t listen to her either. And he goes to our school and so after she told me about her incident and I told her about mine, we decided to report it to the police and the trial is currently still going on and he told people about it, except in his version we are just “asking for attention” and all his friends talk about how bad they feel for him. As if HE is the one that still wakes up screaming. As if HE felt like his skin no longer was beautiful, no longer belonged to him. And I held her in my arms as she bawled after giving the police her statement. And she did the same for me.

And I met a woman a year ago in a paint store and she had a service dog and I asked what the dog was for and it turns out that she had been so brutally raped and abused in her life, that the dog is literally trained to keep men away from her.

And I’m so FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. How many rape victims eyes have I already looked into? How many more will I? And how many more friends will I hold while they shake? Because I don’t know how many more I can take. And who the fuck still has the nerve to make rape jokes? And… Something just has to change. Please, someone just start being that change.

And i will say it again because apparently you fucking scumbags can’t get it through your heads