I will post each story one by one.This is a story that happened in my school during 2003.Coming to the story, I am going to narrate my first experienc... in school. My school met name is Ghayathri (Original name only) and she joined my class in 12th in computer science department.She was from Coimbatore since her father got transferred in his bank job. She had a younger sister studying 7th in our same school.She was a typical religious girl with her language flowing in her words. She was having. "YOU!" the demon screamed in rage and fear, while pulling itself together and starting to form a most hideous body."I abjure you! Leave this place that is not yours! Return to your own place which you have forged with your own deeds!" Jason said in a voice that sounded full of doom.All this time, Father Ignatius had been standing to the side quietly, but now was speaking in Latin and pulling a bottle out of his pocket. Father Plimpton did not move, but neither Jason nor the good Father Ignatius. I promised.’ ‘No…’ She whimpered and began to struggle, but at the same time shielded her face as best she could. ‘You promised me! Please baby! I need you! Michael!!!’ She screamed. She felt the blow to the stomach and felt the breath leave her lungs. She felt and heard the fabric of her bra rip and come free. Like with Chad, but this time Michael really was with Veronica, against his will and drugged. She was Eonan’s again and he would make sure she didn’t forget it. As she heard the belt of. . and didn’t tell me.“That’s one way of putting it, to be sure. In every evolutionary crisis, a bottleneck of sorts occurs. The herd is culled, as it were, certain genes die out, certain family trees as well. Look at the Ice Age, the trend toward climate change in more recent times, the Black Death, the Spanish Flu, both World Wars, etc. Now, of course, climate change has been drastically stalled or mitigated and that was one of a few silver linings to the dark cloud of Fireball Day. But it is,.