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"…and if you're not careful, when you're sleeping, the fingers will reach out, through your windows and grab you!" He grabbed her with his own pudgy fingers for emphasis and she squealed loudly. "No! Mama won't let it! You're lying bhaiya." "Mama will be sleeping. Grown ups aren't affected by the tree; just little girls." Terror gripped her and lasted into the night, with her insisting that her father and mother check the locks on the window every night.The next year, she told her brother that the demon that lived in the tree was bored of little girls and now craved boy flesh. With red crayons, she left marks on her brother's window and psyche for a long while. #shortstory #instastory #fiction #sibling #revenge

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