Microfiction #25 – Latin Class

She recently took a Latin class. As a night owl herself, she always studied and practised late at night–much to her sincere ignorance, it just so happened to be right at the witching hour.

One night, she sneezed through mid-sentence only to find a black goat popped up in her room out of nowhere. Another night, a demon appeared not because she had summoned, but the demon felt compelled to correct her grammar and pronunciation.

Everyone apparently just couldn’t give her a break.

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