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The Horrors of Humanity- The night intruders

The Horrors of Humanity-Night Intruders. Warning this story has harsh and mature subject matter. Its not for the faint of heart or weak stomach that said if you keep reading enjoy. This series will have different characters for each story. The events portrayed in the story are all made up from my sick and twisted mind. Any resemblance to any real life incidents is just proof of the fucked up world we live in. Never in a million years would I think I be in a hospital waiting to see if my wife would live or die while my daughter Anna who's only eight years old would be so traumatized she can't even speak and is suffering from temporary blindness. Let me back up a little bit my name is Trevor Glubolsky I'm a thirty four year old white male about five foot ten inches tall I been married to Molly for about ten years and have an eight year old daughter Anna. My life has always been typically average even from my childhood. You see I was never good looking enough or gifted in sports to be one of the popular kids and I also wasn't smart or anti-social enough to be classified as a nerd. I was a B-C average student all my life even in college. I always tried out for the basketball teams and was cut or rode the bench, but on my 3rd year of college I met my future wife Molly. I was riding then bench fidgeting around because my ass got sore and numb from sitting on a wooden bench someone should really invent a more comfortable bench. It was a done game my team was up by fourteen points ...

... and for some reason the coach threw me a bone and let me play for the last two minutes of the game. I was ecstatic but my ass was still asleep even so I got off the bench and shuffled my way to the court. I didn't last long I guess they could tell I was the weak link of the team and the visiting team was a bunch of sore losers, because before I knew it I had tripped on one of there feet and they jammed an elbow to my face. Needless to say I was out on my back and dizzy as hell. That's when I saw Molly who was over in the stands staring right at me. Molly was a vision of pure beauty. She had long dark brown hair full voluptuous lips and big hazel eyes. She jumped down from the stands and tried to help me back to the bench with coach and a referee help. She was trying to help as much as she could but her psychology courses didn't cover extensive first aid. I was out of the game but didn't care having her nurse me back to health was great until she dabbled some rubbing alcohol on my cut lip. That woke me up out of my dream state real quick. She apologized by pressing my head into her soft and comforting B cup sweater covered breast. I was in heaven but I knew I had to lock it down and so I asked for her email and she gave it to me I was in I thought to myself. After a few days on yahoo instant messager I got to know she was from a suburb not far from Chicago my home city. That gave me more things to ask and get to know her better. We both loved goofy movies that made no sense ...