WARNING: This story contains disturbing content involving children. 18+
That’s what they called him.
A minute passes and I feel…wrong.
Wake up. You’re dreaming.
This story is about the last time I ever sold chocolate Part II.
This story is about the last time I ever sold chocolate.
I believe something may have made contact with me. I don’t know what this something is or why but it has been in the back of my mind ever since it happened. Keep in mind everything I’ve said up until; sleep paralysis, hallucinations, and conversations with someone who should be “asleep.” I will only tell […]