Artemis POV.
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Friday, 20 December 2019
I haven't been able to sleep at all since..... that day....
It was 3 days ago on Tuesday the 16th, at night the time was currently 8:04, I was driving to my apartment because I had just came from my parent's house, so when I got home the light was off but I remember.... keeping the light on.... but again i am stupid so I thought of it as nothing.
As soon as I went inside I fed my cats and went into my bedroom, getting dressed and going to bed
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Into POV. On that day.
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It's getting late, my eyelids are starting to feel heavy im going to sleep now .
The process of falling asleep is always a struggle against noise; barking dogs, police sirens or.... even my own intrusive thoughts but not even the turning gears of my brain are producing much sound tonight. . . it's just oddly. . . . quite. Quiet. . . . To quiet. I feel restless.
My sight verses towards the hallway outside my door. The distance between my room and the opposite hall is only ten steps long I'd know, since I've made a habit of counting them whenever I go out 1. . .2. . .3 absentmindedly, but always. I don't know why, maybe I just like being aware of my surroundings to the smallest details but tonight. . . it's different. The hallway looks like it stretches into nothingness, like the throat of a gargantuan beast.
Logical thinking cries that it's just my imagination, there can't be anything wrong or different about it. . . . it's just a hallway. . . I don't want to look at it. . . So I take a deep breath . . . and close my eyes.
In my room. . . There's a bed.
In my room. . .There's a wardrobe. . . There's pictures framed on the wall.
My room is a part of myself, it's a world I know like the back of my hand were someone to blindfold me and ask me to find my way around . . . I'd do so without the slightest difficulty as long as nothing changes hasn't my eyes clothes makes no difference, I can always find what to find. Because in this room. . . I know how everything looks.
I just remembered I need to wake up early tomorrow, I should really try to sleep. . . . . .-faint footsteps- what's that sound?. . . . -slightly louder footsteps-are those footsteps?. . no that's impossible it must be my imagination,-louder footsteps- but its getting closer. . . And closer . . . And closer . . . And closer -footsteps stop-. . . . They are gone. . . . Right there's no way someone could be there
Suddenly a figure is in front of me
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Out of her POV.
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"Open your eyes. . .look at me" the mysterious figure asked ...
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(Dont) Open your eyes
Paranormal(so I was bored whilst doing this, this is also my first story. I doubt I will do more) -this story is based from the game play don't open your eyes- This story does contain -kissing -swearing -somesort violence He came to my door... He begged for m...
