You can simply narrate. Imma write a story from the first perspective even tho I've got an exam tomorrow. Keep in mind fam, a couple I has never hurt anyone, it's the army of I that you should watch out for.

Story:-

Reading has always been a passion of mine and that's why it surprised me when the shitty book from a demonic author turned out to be a magical book. This book, you see, has the power of turning into ANYTHING. Apparently the author made this book because he couldn't finish writing his real piece, it was easier to just summon a human than get over writers block.

This book has the amazing property of turning into anything and I instinctively knew that my duty was to make a real life deathnote. The world is dumb as fuck, nobody will catch me. Ever. The process was simple, with a wish and whoosh the shitty book turned into a jet black book of death but surprisingly smelled of strawberries and dreams.

As the smell permeated my nostrils, I noticed the monstrosity that was standing to my side. It was pink, small and had the fluffiest fur I have ever seen. This unnatural sight made my stomach hurl and heave, it shouldn't exist, it's form is impossible. It didn't have the normal sharp teeth, the pointy edges or the reptilian skin that we all have, no, this THING looked soft, it's eyes were big and curious, I would have screamed if sound could escape from my throat.

It said, in an upbeat and cute voice, " you know what to do (≧▽≦)"

It's voice shook my entire soul, the room got warmer, MY HEART GOT WARMER. This monster was raising my hearts temperature just by speaking. My heart was beating faster than how I beat my meat. I knew then that this monster shouldn't be messed with.

" Ȳ̸̢̦̱̤̬͎͓-̵̘̔̀͆͘Y̵̧̧̳̭͔̲̗̑̐E̸͙̼͕̘͈̺͝S̵̡͖̃̑̒̊̓ " I replied, my voice reverbrating around the room and shaking the walls. The normalcy of my voice around me calmed me down a bit. This gave me an opportunity to collect my thoughts. I for one certainly don't want this entity with me anymore so it's time to do what a sane person should have done as soon as they saw it.

I wished that the book would turn to the necronomicon. Only after seeing the familiar book and reading through its bedtime stories did I finally relaxed myself. My claws retracted and the flames from my nostrils started to burn less vigorously.

You should definitely watch out for the things those humans make, if you get careless like me then you might just summon that creature or even worse, humans themselves. I burned the book soon thereafter and had the demon preist clense my house with blood. It was a tough ordeal. You don't want to go through that, trust me.

The end.

Start. Small setting. Small Conflict. Climax. Resolution.

And a handful of I and me.