Helping with Latin
I kept reading over those words, something told me we never learned them in class but I was ready to go ahead of the class. Under my breath I murmured the words, the lights in my room flickered and shut off, the room grew cold enough to see my rapid breath. I wrapped my small blanket around me as my eyes franticly searched the room for what ever had caused the power outage. The lights flicker back on as my my eyes land on a demonic figure sits on my bed their legs crossed on top of each other and their yellow beastly eyes stare not at me but at my soul.
“Why have you summoned me dear mortal” it asked, its deep ruff voice feeling like sandpaper to my ears. My body shook in pure fear. I remembered what had led me to summon such a demon as the thing smiled.
“You didn’t mean to?” It asked then looking to the papers scattered across my desk. “You are learning Latin? I suppose I shall help so such a thing may not happen again.” It spoke as it stood up and walked to me. It aided me in learning my Latin and we started to grow close, now I summon him ‘Xile’ anytime i need help in my Latin or I need someone to talk to.














