Sunday, 13 November 2016

The Devil Needed a Favor - pt. 2

I stared at the sign. All I could think was that how unbelievable this whole situation is. What need would the Devil have for this place?
“A gym?” I stammered. Of all places, the Devil needed a favor from me that involved the gym?
Wait, why would he need a gym in the first place?

Thursday, 3 November 2016

The Devil Needed a Favor - pt. 1

I was 10 years old when my cat, Mr. Shooples got sick. I had it since it was a kitten. It was a gift from my late Grandpa. I adored Mr. Shooples. Every time I came home from school, the first thing I would do is find Mr. Shooples. He loved hiding in the most obscure corners and I enjoyed pulling him out either from behind the shelf in the pantry or from inside a tiny box pushed away at the back corner of the storage.

We had a good relationship going. Then I turned 10 and Mr. Shooples fell sick.