I was walking though my massive basement and something fell on my head I must've accidently bumped into something. I remembered feeling extremely hazy and I woke up to find myself here and at first I couldn't get up and I saw glitters and sprakles everywhere. I heard loud thumping coming in my direction and it sounded very loud and agressive. So I went jolted to the nearest hiding spot I could find which was a small hill but unfortunetly it got to me. And I remembered I laid their with my head squished under it's large hooves and being crushed into bits and the only thing I could hear aside from an impressive demonic screech was " You are the victim of your own mind". Then ten minutes after being crushed and being slowly devoured I woke up on my desk covered with left over cereal. And I looked around the cozy and dull comforts of my house to spot any sort of horse legged creature waiting to eagerly to stamp me but to my delight their wasn't and all was well the end.
Art: me background:Google images This is supposed to be a project for one of my classes but I thought I would post it because why not. I might make this into an scp oc because why not. So basically I wrote a story about someone having a nightmare about being stamped to death by this thing I drew
