kumatan0720 · a year ago
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To make a long story short, my art has been stolen by third party companies for profit. Please report them immediately when you see them use/copy my art. More below.
I’ve been super busy with real life lately, but it came to my attention that artwork I drew for a ficlet in my and @raven-m-3​​’s Meet the Malfoys series has been stolen. It is being used by third party self-publishing fiction apps to advertise stories other than the one it was originally written for. Stealing art is never okay, but this particular artwork also featured an original character, Leo. One of the companies even went so far as to hire another artist to copy it. That they have stolen and are making profit off my artwork is unacceptable. I don’t have the time or resources to fight them legally, but this a PSA to please report stolen fanart the moment you see it advertised on fb or other platforms by third parties.
Screeenshots and DMs are appreciated, but they won’t help me as much as reports. Only the artist can report for intellectual property / theft, but try to report for other reasons, such as nsfw themes (or you can always elect “other” and leave the reason blank). The more reports an art has, the more likely it is to be noticed and taken down.
Please note that rampant reposting by Dramione fans on Pinterest, TikTok, Insta, etc., is what makes this stealing easier. The more diluted an art gets from its original creator, the easy it is for these unethical companies to notice and snatch it. I do not allow reposting for a reason; please respect it. ❤️
To see the original story and artwork, go here: https://raven-m-3.tumblr.com/post/621829879015571457
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vesprynna · a year ago
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Hello everyone, today I want to make a PSA about a company that calls themselves Dreame or Dreamestory on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter.
I was recently made aware by two followers from Twitter that this asian company had been using my artwork to promote their app. I have not authorized this, nor been given fair compensation from Dreame for using my work.
My artwork of mine and @unicornia93  OC’s Bremin and Nyniv is being featured along stories that have absolutely nothing to do with the artwork. Dreame even went as far as removing my watermark, which makes their intentions blatantly obvious. I’m not the first artist to endure this, and many have reached out to me to tell similar stories.
DO NOT support companies like Dreame who steal, especially not from smaller artists like myself. It disgusts me to see a paid service like Dreame profit off of stolen works and personal photos they’ve taken off of social media without permission and no credit given to artists or original owners.
--- I have filed a report to Facebook and reported this to Dreame’s Copyright Infringement department, but it remains to be seen if it helps. ---
If you can, please spread the word on your own social media platforms. Go rate them poorly on Facebook, make a post about it on Instagram, go @ them on twitter... Just make people aware of what they’re sponsoring.
Don’t help them grow. It could be your art next time.
tl;dr: Dreame/Dreamestory sucks and steal other people’s art and photos without credit, and they got hell to pay.
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jaxx-in-a-box · a year ago
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Instances like this are why we as artists dislike and discourage reposting.
I wasn’t going to make a post about this ever, but this has been going on for too long now.
Quite a few of the artists in the Dramione fandom have been targeted by this Dreame App by using unsolicited artworks to advertise their shitty little app. Upon doing my own research, I’ve come to the realisation that this particular issue has been going on for a few years now with other independent artists from all fandoms.
It’s frustrating to see that our work is being used for a pay-per-chapter app designed to swindle people out of their money to read poorly written fiction, without even asking the artist for permission. I’m not sure on how they deal with their marketing and advertising, but this is blatant straight up THEFT.
If you happen to come across any of their advertisements (whether it be on Facebook, tumblr, Instagram etc), PLEASE COPY THE LINK TO THE ADVERTISEMENT and send it over to the original artist with a screenshot of the advert. If you don’t know who the artist is, do an reverse google image search. I guarantee you’ll be able to find them that way, even when Dreame have photoshopped the artist’s watermark (which is apparently standard procedure 😠). If you can report it to the domain, please do so!
Please please please. If you value seeing your favourite artists work and want them to continue making art for your fandoms, if you don’t want your favourite artists to disappear out of fear, if you don’t like the idea of these artists being blatantly stolen from, please help us! There’s only so much we can do when things like this happen. It’s frustrating, and downright demeaning. Any kind of help goes a long way🥺
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bluesparrow11 · 11 months ago
The inherent blurring of the lines that comes with living together. They cook dinner side by side and work together more often than not. Sharing meals, sharing clothes sharing space.
They joke about the intimacy and joke about even more. Sapnap whines for Dream to cuddle him in bed and then they laugh it off. Dream chases him around the house screaming for him to kiss him. Just giggles and jokes while longing hides just underneath.
They tread a careful line of ‘not too much’. The jokes are longer and the punchlines are drawn out like they don’t want the ‘joking’ touching to end. Dream flops down on top of Sapnap to crush him and then stays long after the laughing stops.
It continues like that.
Most wrestling matches end in them wrapped around each other with someone’s face pressed into someone’s chest and hands running through hair.
It comes to a head when Sapnap screams “KISS ME!” And starts chasing Dream again. When he catches him by the sleeve he repeats it again, this time quiet, soft and almost pleading, “Kiss me?”
Dream does.
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helabunny · 4 months ago
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Deamonium: 7 días antes del caos.
Lydie Lacroix entiende que su deseo de tranquilidad siempre se verá lejano mientras el monstruo que la persigue siga señalándole como una traidora. Se ve en medio de algo mucho más grande de lo que siquiera hubiera esperado pues debe pagar por errores que cometió en el pasado, y ahora debe enfrentarse a ello en siete días antes de que el caos se desate frente a sus ojos.
Disponible en Sueñovela: link.
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merganthegreat · 4 months ago
Oh my Diavolo, I'm introducing Obey me to my religious mother after finding out she read werewolf fics on dreame.
I'm trying to start her off easy with Tears of Themis.
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ikimonodamono · a year ago
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danielleglamour · a year ago
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(an interpretation of Dreamtale)                                                                               PAGE 18
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kati-rae · 6 months ago
So, I finally got around to creating an author page on Facebook! Trying to take my own promotion into my own hands a bit instead of relying on the different Dreame fan groups on Facebook. 😅
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got7imaginations · 6 months ago
The Unwanted Wolf - Dreame Stories
Hello Everyone! 
I know I have been MIA for a while. If anyone is still out there, I wanted to announce that I have started writing on Dreame Stories, and I have been excited to be writing again. I am trying to make something out of my story and wanted to share it with you. The book I’m working on is loosely based off my story, “A Lone Wolf.” I have changed many characters so it’s no longer a fanfiction, but I hope you still check it out and enjoy it. I have included the link to the first chapter as well as a small Preview. Thank you all!
Chapter 1:
I have been alone ever since I was sixteen. I was cast away from my family, rejected for reasons I could never understand. I was a loving daughter, good at school, and had plenty of friends. On the day of my sixteenth birthday, my father gave me one look, and that was all it took. I was given one thousand dollars, a single bag to pack my clothes in, and told that if I ever showed my face to the pack again, I wouldn’t live to see another day. 
I didn’t understand it. Werewolves stuck together, especially in a world where humans hunted our kind for fun. I was a good daughter, a good werewolf, but apparently I had done something so terrible that even my own family rejected me. They never even bothered to explain to me what I had done so wrong. Instead of celebrating a momentous time in my life with balloons, cake, and friends, I stood all alone at a bus stop with silent tears streaming down my face.
It had been almost five years since that day, and I, Adira Lyna, had become an expert at being alone. With the money I was given, I traveled across the country to a city with no known wolf packs and did what I had to in order to survive.
I lie in bed a week before my 21st birthday, not wanting to get up. The weather predicted rain today, and I felt lethargic and heavy. If I had a choice, I would lie in bed all day, waiting for the sunshine. At last, I had no choice but to get up and get ready for work. I couldn’t afford to skip a day and lose out on a bigger paycheck. Slowly I sat up and started getting ready for work. My apartment was small but comfortable. My bed shared a space with the living room and served as my couch as well. The kitchen and bathrooms were separate areas. If I ever had friends over, I would likely be embarrassed by the small space, but that would require me to actually have friends.
I moved around, grabbing my apron and pulling my hair into a ponytail. It felt darker than usual in the room, so I pulled the curtains open, revealing a dark and gloomy sky. It wasn’t raining yet, but the clouds were threatening a downpour. I tucked my umbrella into my backpack, pulled on my light jacket, and dashed out the door. I was running a little late due to not wanting to get out of bed, which meant I would be running part way to work.
I jogged down the flights of stairs and pushed the door open, instantly being hit with a wave of cold. Fall had finally greeted us.  I lived on the third floor of a run down apartment complex, which could be exhausting at the end of a long day, but I couldn’t complain too much. It was within my budget, and I was able to walk to work, saving on transportation costs. I half jogged to the coffee shop I worked at, anxious that I was going to be late. I was sure the manager wouldn’t care if I was a few minutes late, since I was typically early, but I had this overwhelming need to be perfect. I despised the idea of being even a moment late.
Dashing into the alleyway, I made my way to the employee entrance. The door was already unlocked, which meant I wasn’t the first one there. I hurried in, but then I slowed down as I got to the breakroom. My lungs ached a little, but I did what I could to make my breathing seem normal. I didn’t want anyone to notice that I was a little out of breath. I went to my locker, still trying to get my breathing under control and put my jacket and bag into the locker.
“Look, you don’t have to run to work all of the time,” Lana said from right behind me, making me jump. Lana was my manager and the coffee shop owner. She was the only other person who ever beat me to work. It was typically a coin flip on who was here first.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” My voice was still a little strained. The cold weather was making it more difficult to recover.
“Okay hun. If you want to pretend you didn’t rush here, I’m not going to push it, but we both know the truth.” Lana started heading to her office.
I smiled to myself. I had been working here for almost three years, and Lana knew me well. She also knew not to push me on these matters. I closed my locker and started heading to the main shop area. “I’m going to start prepping everything,” I called out to Lana.
“Okay hun. I’ll send the others to help once they get in.” Lana’s voice was a little muffled from her office.
I made my way to the front and started pulling the chairs off the tops of the tables and setting them nicely. I glanced at my watch. We only had about twenty minutes before the customers would start pouring in to get the boost for work. I turned on all of the machines after setting up all of the tables, and that’s when I started hearing voices from the breakroom. 
“How is she here early every time? I just don’t get it.”
“That’s what not having a life will get you.”
My heart sank hearing my coworkers’ conversation. I knew they didn’t like me much, but it still hurt a little hearing their words. I leaned against the counter and took a deep breath. I couldn’t let them see me without a smile when they eventually joined me. I couldn’t let them know that I felt tired. I had to come across as the perfect employee or risk giving them more ammo than they already had against me.
Crystal and Haley sauntered into the room, in no rush at all. We only had ten minutes before we would be bombarded with orders and people in a hurry. They didn’t seem to care.
“Crystal, can you put out the creams and sugars, and Haley, can you start the pots of dark and medium roasts?” I always delegated the morning tasks or else those two never actually started helping. That was probably why they didn’t like me much. They would rather talk about the cute boys in their classes. They were both college freshmen, young and naive to the world. Their parents still paid for everything for them, so they didn’t really need this job. It was just for “life experience.” 
“Sure thing.” Crystal rolled her eyes as she got started, but I pretended like I didn’t see it. I wasn’t actually their manager, but thankfully they still listened to me.
Two minutes before open, Lana exited her office with the keys to the front door in her hand. “Ready girls?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” Haley said, straightening her apron.
I nodded, putting on my best customer service smile. It felt more strained than usual today. Lana opened the doors, letting in the line of customers already outside the door. Let the battle begin.
There was barely a moment to breathe as one customer came in after another. By 10:30am, I felt like I was ready to collapse. Even Lana hopped behind the counter to help make drinks and take orders for a while with how busy it was. When it finally started to slow down, I took the opportunity to run to the bathroom. After I was done, I stood over the sink and looked at my reflection for the first time all morning. My eyes were sunken in, and I looked paler than usual. Was I getting sick? I didn’t get sick, but I didn’t look great. I splashed water over my face and prepared myself to push through the rest of the day. I couldn’t afford to go home.
As I left the bathroom, I heard Crystal and Haley whispering to each other behind the counter.
“Did you see his eyes?” Crystal said, glancing over to a table.
“I know! I would love those eyes staring into me as he-”
I cleared my throat as I made my way behind the counter. It was inappropriate for them to be talking about customers that way. My presence did exactly as I expected. They stopped talking, giving me a dirty look.
“She’s no fun,” Crystal said under her breath. They didn’t know that I could hear everything they said, no matter how much they hushed their volume. It was one of the perks of being a wolf. Although sometimes I wish my heightened senses didn’t catch everything they said. It was hurtful at times.
I grabbed a towel and started wiping down some spills on the counter while waiting for the next customer. Haley finished making a drink and called out to the customer. “Mark!” She set the drink at the pick up station and lingered for longer than usual. Was this the customer they were whispering about earlier?
My curiosity got the best of me, and I glanced over to the man walking towards the counter. My heart skipped a beat as I made contact with his piercing blue eyes. I couldn’t look away as he stared directly at me. He picked up his drink and completely ignored the words Haley was trying to say to him. He also didn’t touch the napkin Haley had scribbled her digits on.
“No thanks,” he said in a voice that shook me to my core. It was deeper than I had expected, and I couldn’t move.
He still held my eyes captive as he picked up his drink and took a sip. I couldn’t look away either. This man was not human. He was a werewolf, and his presence was completely overwhelming. I had never come into contact with another wolf who emanated so much power before. He had to be an alpha, a strong one at that. I couldn’t even breathe.
“Adira? Adira?” Lana waved her hand in front of my face, finally catching my attention.
I heard the deep chuckle from the wolf, which rocked me a little. I finally broke eye contact and looked at Lana. “Oh yeah? Sorry. What’s up?”
Lana squinted at me. “Can you come to my office for a minute?”
“Oh yeah, sure.” Crap. She caught me staring at a customer, and now I was going to be scolded. What had gotten into me?
I followed her into her office, but as I walked away I could feel the man’s eyes following me. It caused a shiver down my spine. He probably knew I was a wolf just like him. I just hoped he would leave me alone.
Lana shut her office door once I was inside. Suddenly I was focused on my situation again, and my heart started pounding against my chest. I hated getting in trouble.
“Please have a seat.” Lana motioned towards the chair in front of her desk.
I sat down and instantly started playing with my finger nails. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. “Lana, I’m sorry.” I went to say more, but she cut me off.
“Sorry for what?” She knitted her eyebrows together until her eyes went wide. “Oh for staring at that beauty? Oh please, you’re fine. It’s okay to stare at eye candy every once in a while.” She laughed a little.
I smiled out of relief, but it still felt a little forced. I could feel small beads of sweat starting to gather on my forehead. Was Lana’s office usually so hot? “So, uh, if I’m not in trouble, what did you want to talk about?”
“You have been working for me for a while now. Almost five years if I remember correctly. And you have been an exemplary employee the entire time. It’s about time I give you the official title to match the work you have done for me.” A grin pulled across her lips.
My breathing became a little shallow, and I was having a hard time concentrating on her words. “So you’re saying…?”
“I want to make you the manager of the store. This means you will have a copy of the keys and will be able to open or close without me around. Of course this would come with a pay raise and a few other responsibilities.” She paused, waiting for my reaction.
“That’s great news.” My words came out bland, but they shouldn’t have. A promotion would mean I wouldn’t have to kill myself by taking extra shifts. I would make more money and maybe I would even be able to get a better apartment.
“Are you okay?” Lana’s smile faded.
“I’m fine.” I couldn’t even fake a smile. My body felt weak, and my stomach was starting to churn.
“You don’t look fine. You should go home. We can discuss this when you are feeling better.” Her voice showed her concern.
“No, no, I can’t go home. I’m supposed to work a double shift.” My heart started to race. “I need the money.”
“And I need healthy employees.” Lana’s voice was stern. “Go home. Your health is more important right now.”
I stood up, ready to protest, but the room felt like it was moving. “Maybe you’re right.” I didn’t want to go home. I hadn’t taken a sick day since starting. As a wolf, my immune system was incredible. I never got sick, so what was going on? I took a deep breath to orient myself. “Tell Haley to make sure she-”
“I know how to run my coffee shop.” Lana laughed at this. “Don’t worry, I can handle the babies. You just go home and get some sleep.”
I nodded. I needed to save my energy for my walk home anyway. I got up and left her office. On my way out, I felt my eyes searching for the wolf without even thinking about it. I didn’t see him anywhere, and my chest tightened a little. Of course he wouldn’t stick around. Other werewolves never stuck around me, and that was probably for the best. I started making my way to the break room to grab my stuff. I didn’t bother putting on my jacket, since I felt like I was burning up.
Opening the door to the alley, I felt the cold fall air wash over me. For a moment, I felt like I could breathe again. I wiped my forehead, removing the sweat that had collected there. I didn’t even realize just how much I was sweating. It felt like I had just come out of a furnace.
“Are you okay?” a deep voice asked from the end of the alley way.
I looked over and saw the piercing eyes from before. My heart started racing again. Who was this man, and why was he here? I was hoping he would’ve just left me alone, but part of me also felt relieved. I stared at the man unblinking.
He took a couple of steps forward. He seemed cautious in his movements. “You don’t look okay. Maybe you should sit down?”
“I’m fine,” I finally managed to stutter. I tried to take a step forward and felt woozy again.
In a blink of an eye, he grabbed onto my arm to steady me. My entire nervous system was suddenly on fire, and I couldn’t breathe. 
“You’re not fine. You should sit down.” His voice was velvety.
I pulled my arm from his grip. “I don’t know who you think you are, but you don’t have to concern yourself with me.” I wasn’t used to being around other wolves anymore, and I didn’t like that he was in my space touching me. I started to walk past him down the alley to head home.
A drip fell on my cheek, and I paused in my tracks, looking at the sky. It had been holding out all day, and of course it would start raining as soon as I had to walk home. The rain started getting stronger, so I thought it would be best to keep moving. I took another step and felt extremely light headed. I reached out for a wall to stabilize myself, and that’s when things started going dark, and the world felt like it was falling.
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kittyelfs · 4 months ago
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one of my goatlings, dreame! he’s my battle goatling ^-^
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minetteenfers · 3 months ago
If you’ve ever wanted to read my other original novels...
They’re all on Dreame and Webnovel if you search the author name, Minette Enfers.
I believe you can read the first few chapters free on both and watch ads or read others to gain tokens to keep reading too.
Don’t quote me on that. XD
The covers for them all on those reading apps are below:
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louisemwrites · a month ago
In the mood for some bad boy romance?
Check out 👉📖"The School Bully" [COMPLETE] on Dreame
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naiuri · a month ago
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Capa de livro. #autor #banner #book #ebook #booktrailer #buenovela #capa #canvabrasil #designerdigital #dreame #escritor #formosa #formosagoias #fanfic #flyer #historias #kindle #livro #lera #leitor #marketing #marcadordepagina #naiurialvesdesigndigital #noveltoon #identidadevisual #inkspiredbrasil #postpararedessociais #socialmidia #spiritfanficbrasil #wattpadbrasil (em Formosa Goiás) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdHMxsDLCt7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ilustrariane · a year ago
Dreame stealing my art
ive been receiving several screenshots of my drawings of @monster-bait orc x elf couples from Girls Weekend being used for crappy facebook ads of random stories in Dreame app, if anyone else sees it, please report to me and send me all screenshots you can and links too if possible, we are trying to solve this ok? Thank you so much for the screenshots i already have. 
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blacksniper624 · 3 months ago
The Mafia King's Angel by Angela Narh
Bang Bang
The bullets hit their target in the end, one in the head and one in the heart one way or another. It was only left with one man who looked like he'd gone through hell and back over and over again. The room was covered in blood it was like an actual bloody massacre had occurred there. Bodies lying all over the place it looked like a mini- war zone. The last man was on his knees, looking as broken as a sheet of glass. He looked to be roughly 5'7 with dark brown hair his blue eyes looked hollowed out, his shirt was drenched in sweat and blood.
The man standing over him was a different story his crisp black suit hugged his athletic body well tight but not too tight, his dress shoes were shining, and his hair looked professionally made, he looked so 9ut of place. His jaw was sharp, sharper than even Timothee Chalamet which was saying something. He looked like the devil himself, a sexy devil. His eyes were hazel colour eyebrows curved perfectly he looked like a god. He looked so out of place it was nerve racking. This was Alexander Xavier Hidaglo De Vino
"No one steals from me, is that clear Donovan" it looked his piercing eyes were looking through the poor man's soul. Then again he knew who he was dealing with.
"Pleas-se Me-mercy, you've killed all my men, you've destroyed my operation please spare me" tears evident in his eyes.
"Did you spare those innocent children you sold to brothels,"
Donovan's eyes widened in shock and embarrassment
"Oh I know about that little stunt of yours kidnapping them at their schools then selling them at the highest bidder, you disgust me Don, 8 never thought you go that low for money" he talked calmly although his eyes spoke a different tone.
"Now I could just kill you and be done with it but I thought you should get what you deserved and a quick death isn't it, I have something in mind that could work out tho I could let my imagination go wild"
An evil-ish glint could be seen in his eyes, the whole underworld knew of his ability to torture even the toughest of men and women alike no one was safe if they crossed his path.
"Please i-i'm begging you let me go please" now the tears really started flowing mixing with the blood on his face made him look less of a man, human really. "When they begged did you let them go, Don" he lowered his eyes  "N-no" ,"There's your answer".
"Take him away, I might find use for him later, starve him for as long as you like but make sure he doesn't die just yet."
Two men appeared out of the shadows and took him by the arms and and dragged him out of the room. His screams could still be heard by the other guards placed outside.
Five years later
Alexander POV
Ring Ring Ring
Some one wants to die today .
Ring Ring Ring
"What...Do...You...Want" he spoke with so much venom it could be felt through the phone.
"S-Sir please a-a woman i-is h-here f-for y-you she says s-he's your ma-massouse is here fo-for you" the poor man was so scared he couldn't speak.
"Bring her in....and sorry for snapping at you Dawson" he sighed." It's alright sir"
Knock Knock
I started to unbutton my shirt, "Come in", nd in walks this-this goddess. Her flowery flower printed dress reaches just above her knees, her physice shows she's athletic probable gymnast but doesn't exercise religiously. Her shoes were Ruby red flats like the ones from Wizard of Oz but with less glitter, aww she's staring at me, her hair looked so soft to the touch, her emerald eyes were so captivating I could stare into them all day. I removed my shirt, and she dropped her bag
"G-good morning sir" oh God she sounds so cute and that flush, "Morning, as you know I'd like a shiatsu deep tissue massage from neck to toe, especially the neck" I said in a strick-business like tone.
"Okay sir please lay down on whatever surface makes you comfortable table, bed or would you like to lie on the floor a few of my old clients thought tha-" "I'll lie on the bed thanks" a flush went straight to her cheeks. "Okay, then she went over to her again and pulled out some oil, a few towels of different sizes.
''Please lie on the bed then, sir" I layed down on the bed, then she walked closer to me, I heard a sharp intake of breath.
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I'm posting the full story on Wattpad and Dreame...
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wordsandmorewordsblog · 3 months ago
El mi mascota!
Contaba en el cuarto que mi madre me habia dicho, mientras ellos se escondian.
Ya llegaba el momento, pero entonces lo escuche, habia sonado algo muy fuerte en la cocina, a lo mejor se le cayo algo mientras se escondian.
Y corri hacia la cocina, con la esperanza de encontrame con mi madre o con mi padre pero. . . Lo que vi fueron llamas acercandose mas a mi, pero que. . .
Me iba a alejar en busca de mi madre o mi padre, pero entonces un pedazo de techo cayo encima mio, puse mis manos en mi cara entonces lo senti.
La llamas habian encendido las mangas de mi blusa, mis ojos se llenaba de lagrimas, mientras aun seguia gritando por mi madre o por lo menos por mi padre.
Mi respiracion entonces se vio afectada, ya lograba a respirar entonces. . .
"Deberias de morir de una vez"
"Resignate y muere mocosa"
-Acaso. . . Asi logre lo que mi madre y mi padre querian, en un intento de brincar la llamas estas lograron nda mas encender la parte baja de mi pijama.
El poder respirar era cada vez mas dificil de hacer, me dolia mi garganta, las llamas se acercaban mas y el techo se cai. . .
-No quiero. . . Madre. . .
-Padre. . .
"Yo no tengo una hija, asi que largate que estoy ocupado para ti"
No quiero morir asi, me tire al piso, ya no podia respirar, me dolian mis manos, brazos, piernas.
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ikimonodamono · a year ago
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danielleglamour · a year ago
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Nighttmare won the poll!
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