Stories I Would Love To Write

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1. The other girls left the room still shocked out of their mind. Their palms were sweaty and their hearts  still raced. This is not the frist tim this has happened though, there were many instances before mbut no matter how many times we went through it, it still bothered us extremely. On the mirror of my closet, written in blood or some red substance that smelled strangely metallic, was the words, " I will get you all like i got the present inside of your closet if you keep on going against my instructions." Inside of my closet was a dead cat hanging by its tail with a headless rat inside of his mouth. Scary, is'nt it? But we had seen worse... after all we did see a dead body didnt we?

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