Inside Myona's the closet
From Create Your Own Story
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- | + | You run over to the closet: | |
- | + | Claudia: Well duh! We have bodies and so do demons it’s just different from human bodies. Normal human can’t see us but we do put alot of influence on their subconscious minds. | |
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- | + | Myona: Explain that later because I got to hide you before- | |
- | + | Mom: What is going on here?! Do you have a boy here?! *sees Myona trying to put something up in closet. Goes to closet and sees inside, nothing’s there* Who were you talking to?! | |
- | + | Myona: Myself! | |
- | + | Mom: That wasn’t your voice! Don’t lie to me, you know I hate liars. *Claudia suddenly appears* | |
- | + | Myona tenses up. | |
- | + | Claudia: *whispers in ear* Don’t be too hard on her, she’s a teenager, and teenagers tend to have friends they know their parents will disprove of. Go easy on her this time. She was probably just talking on Skype. | |
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+ | Mom: You better not be talking to a girlfriend online. *walks downstairs* And clean your room, it’s filthy. | ||
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+ | Myona: I’m not.....*waits until she goes all the way down* How did you.....? *stares at you shock and awe* | ||
* [[Lie to her and tell her she’s right?]] | * [[Lie to her and tell her she’s right?]] | ||
* [[Tell her what you’re really looking at?]] | * [[Tell her what you’re really looking at?]] |
Revision as of 21:59, 22 June 2012
You run over to the closet: Claudia: Well duh! We have bodies and so do demons it’s just different from human bodies. Normal human can’t see us but we do put alot of influence on their subconscious minds.
Myona: Explain that later because I got to hide you before-
Mom: What is going on here?! Do you have a boy here?! *sees Myona trying to put something up in closet. Goes to closet and sees inside, nothing’s there* Who were you talking to?!
Myona: Myself!
Mom: That wasn’t your voice! Don’t lie to me, you know I hate liars. *Claudia suddenly appears*
Myona tenses up.
Claudia: *whispers in ear* Don’t be too hard on her, she’s a teenager, and teenagers tend to have friends they know their parents will disprove of. Go easy on her this time. She was probably just talking on Skype.
Mom: You better not be talking to a girlfriend online. *walks downstairs* And clean your room, it’s filthy.
Myona: I’m not.....*waits until she goes all the way down* How did you.....? *stares at you shock and awe*