| General Fiction posted September 21, 2019 |
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A boy finds comfort in his parent's encouraging words.
The Deamon Fighter
by Jake P.
Charles Platt fought demons. The fire-breathing ones that hid in his closet, and the hard-shelled crawly ones that lived under his bed. He heard them each night as he lay awake, but he knew they could never hurt him when he wore his magical cape. Mom and Dad told him so.
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Charles Platt fought demons. The fire-breathing ones that hid in his closet, and the hard-shelled crawly ones that lived under his bed. He heard them each night as he lay awake, but he knew they could never hurt him when he wore his magical cape. Mom and Dad told him so.
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