Nightmares

I love how as time goes by and marijuana is smoked more ideas come along and progress a story. Fictional plays on the truth. And that how a story is born.

Nightmares.
A girl sits in bad back to the camera , blank stare and 4 hands crawl at her back. Demons torment her soul.

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