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A dark stormy night


It was a dark stormy night

Suddenly there was a strange knock at the door

The house was quite and eerie

Ashanti bellow that was she was pregnant with a demon baby

from her finance Nicholas

A lot of strange occurances is happening

Witches came to stay at the house doing nothing but witchraft

The ghosts were up to no good kept complaning mysterious phone calls

Finally, water was leaking from the bedrooms and couldn't even figure what was up with the mice

That demon baby Ashanti has is nothing but trouble

Seven years later, the demon baby grow old and tired of her parents 

Set out on her own to live a large extragravant lifestyle

The demon was on a mission to create mischief for poor townspeople

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