I wasn't where I thought I was. The clothing piles- I mean my friends, my classmates where gone I was alone, just me and the coat. The coat was empty mearly hanging on a hook. I tried to get up and obviously I couldn't this was like any horror movie my mum would watch on tv I remember watching around the corner of the wall, I don't think she ever noticed me.
I bought a hand up to my face and felt the warm crusty nearly dried blood cover my fingers. My eyes opened as I looked at the dark blood, I licked my fingers and immediately realised how hungry I actually was. How long had it been? I could look through the cracks in the rotting wood to see day light. I heard shuffling. Not foot steps but shuffling the thing never left the ground as it walked towards the room. IT WAS BACK . It bent over my body as I shut my eyes and played dead. I felt something wet and slimy up against my cheek. A toune? Damp skin? What was stroking my fresh wound?
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Mr smiles
HorrorThis will just be a couple of scary story's about the same creature sorta lol
