Monica: From Sweden Simrishamn

Monica is a 27 year old woman she wears glasses, silky smooth vanilla skin. Her hair is brown and cut short right now. she has lovely big brown eyes.

Monica is married and has no kids. She works at the local coffee shop café as a server from 7pm to around 10:30pm. during the day she is studying law and also helps out temporarily at the law firm.

She started her waitress shift as normal serving her mother a coffee and Queen Elizabeth cake she loved so much. This was the time they usually catch up with each other.

'Are you going to little Halloween this year?, I believe its at the same place little easter was 3 years ago ' ' yes mum i will be there.' Monica had flash backs to the little green easter, and the weirdness that happend. Rabsab and i are helping with the ghost race for the kids.

OH!! which reminds me can you go pick up Rabsab tonight ? Shes is really stuck. I will be fine walking home tonight. I need the air' ' Alright my dear, its not like its the first time, that girl should get a man silly child, blond hair like that' she mumbled. 'See you later sweety, kiss, kiss'

Later that evening Monica was walking home she got to the park where there is a beautiful tree. A green glowing orb starts getting her attention. Hovering around the bark and up toward the top then down, inviting for Monica.

She cant help feeling that it looks familiar to her almost like the bracelets, chokers, rings, and ankletts the woman wear. They so popular they called ploppers. Woman here say that these accessories are also very sexually pleasing. Monica would not ever wear them as why tell the whole town your sex life. It all started the one easter and Monica knows its somthing very weird.

As Monica got closer, the soft looking ord slowed down and prepaird its self to be touched , almost like an invitation. As she touched it there was i clear piercing and hot light. She woke up in the woods and could hardly move a muscle, her head killing her.

She rolled over and threw up so hard and noisily, just when she thought she was done a heave **** its way up and out her body. Again and again. Monica fumbled around to find her glasses. 'Where am i ?' Monicas mind kept repeating. A slithering unfriendly voice crawled through her mind with the answer.

'Hoia-Baciu Forest' through coughing and crying 'WHY!!!' the scream was so hard pushed out her gut and her throat it sent her vomiting again. A calmer more reassuring voice came through, not the same as the last. ' your mind is strong, dont be Afraid '