Tiki Mugs & Demons

I was walking around my neighborhood checking out garage sales. I was looking for tiki mugs and vintage Aloha-Wear. I found two tiki mugs and two dresses.

As I was walking down a street, the street turned into a street near my mother’s house. When I reached the corner, I saw a friend who was riding a bicycle and I showed him the tiki mugs I found.

I then continued to a house on the top of a small hill. The surrounding area had rolling hills and small ponds. There was a party of some sort going on.

I was hanging around the house, showing these people my new tiki mugs and wearing one of the dresses I found during the morning’s garage sale. The dress was bright yellow and orange and long. As I was mingling the party friend Christy showed up at the back door of this house. Christy wanted to show something in the garage. She said that she saw a small black demon in there. The garage was not attached to the garage and was down a small path down the hill. I started following her down this path to the garage. Christy stepped into the garage and spotted the black demon. The demon was about 3 feet tall. It looked burned. The texture of its skin was like burned Rice Crispy snacks. Christy started running at top speed back to the house. Surprisingly, I did not run. I calmly walked up the hill back to the house. Even though I was obviously scared, I did not panic. I wanted to get away, but I did not run.