The elephants tongue

Date: 6/10/2019

Tho I don’t remember much of the beginning. That is the least important about this tale. I remember being in a Walmart. With this guy I’m head over heels for. But apparently he’s straight. His name is Andrew. As we are just walking around bullshitting around Walmart. He realized some friends that he has are coming and one of them has a problem with me. Like I stole his bff type shit. So he tells me to go “hide” or distract myself. So I do as they walk pass me and don’t even recognize who I am. They leave and Andrew comes back. We continue our shenanigans but there’s this spark in his eyes. Like he’s never been so happy being himself. He takes me to a random spot in the store then immediately stops as and lays one on me. Yup. A makeout session in a random section in Walmart. Shocked I grabbed the back of his head and moan then we both began to feel up on each other. Afterwards, we headed back home to where the makeout session lead to more. Afterwards he said he’s still straight but there’s something about me that he couldn’t resist. Personality I’m assuming. At this point we had been friends for years. I lived in my grandmothers complex she had purchased after becoming rich. The first floor was all hers with a beautiful garden. It was a square like complex inside hallow. And about 8 stories high. Somewhat old but new enough for a modern design. It was green. I was on the 2-3rd floor and friends came and went as they please.. couple of family members etc. For some reason my grandma outlived everyone of her kids. So all that was left to protect her was myself and her two best friends. Older ladies as well. At this point I believe she was in her early 90s. Day turned to evening. And the maid had come over to clean. Andrew thought she was hot as he does any girl lmao and started making out with her. And I was just like wow lmao. Then my friends mom came over her names Tina. She like Andrew and threw herself on him lmao and he was like fuck it. Anyways more friends came back and asked if I was going out for our Monday ritual and i was gonna meet them later. I proceeded to check on my grandmother and and she said she was going out with her 3 friends. I thought that was odd cause she never goes out at night. With everyone gone it was awfully and my paranoia kicked in. I decided to shower in my nanas house that night and locked myself in. Front back and side door all secured. But I still felt like someone was inside. You see my grandmothers house wasn’t an entire floor it was this long trailer like home with a little front yard, steps to walk up to the porch. Followed by the living room when you you walk in. Then more steps and two lavatories one across from the other. One being a master and the other a guest bathroom. Steps down to two bedrooms across from each other then a gate to the beautiful garden in the back. Which was the center piece for the entire complex to look down on. As I turn on the water I still felt a presence and went to double check the front door. It was dark so I turned in these two rotating green lights that made a sound to scare away predators from my nana. TBC (her friends tried to steal the elephants tongue while another guy came to steal money. Both her friends we caught and the guy became cursed. After everything we did two traditions and the guy who stole the money was cursed and turned into this animal thing. Some what of a human bobcat. We kept three doglike houses with candles in them. They were located in my nanas closet to control these beings. For some reason they were seeing as talk shows and we always decide who gets more “air time”. As I lay there they summon him and he couldn’t wait to claw me apart. We’re all in the back bedroom at this point. As he rushes towards me he could barely speak. He is held back and I get up and tell him. You see the ladies knew the value in which to take cause they were after the money they were free the elephants tongue. The elephants tongue was no bigger than a square slice of cheese and felt like leather. I said you see boy the elephants tongue is only valuable when it touches the human tongue. Thanks for your sacrifice you may leave ... )