"Ugh, I'm so stressed," Sally said to the dark room while staring at her bright phone.
"Why?" Und asked.
"Finals!" Sally let out a long moan.
"Those are the tests to decide if you learned your school material?"
"Yes," Sally sighed.
"No trial by combat like the knights or trial by fire like the wizards?"
Sally laughed, "No, not that bad."
"Then seems to be easier than some."
Sally laughed, "Good point. I need to get some rest for my finals. Goodnight, Und."
"Goodnight, Sally."
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Monster Under the Bed
ParanormalSally thinks there is a monster under her bed, but he swears he isn't one. Small conversations between a girl and her monster under the bed.
