I Can't catch a break

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You wake up to yelling and screaming outside of your house. You sit up and rub your eyes. You make it down the stairs, tuning everything out and making yourself a cup of coffee. You weren't in the mood to deal with any BS. Your neighbors usually fought anyways, so you didn't think it was anything out of the usual. You turn on the news to see what all the commotion is about.

" A gang of monsters, skeletons to be more precise, are terrorizing the civilians. They are wreaking havoc all over the state. The president is launching and evacuation and is sending the military out to dispose of these monsters. Keep your doors locked, and stay hidden in-I-T"

The news reporter guy cut off. You stared at the T.V. Everything was quiet. WAY to quiet. You walked to the kitchen and put the cup on the counter. You walked up stairs quietly and put your hand on the door knob. You were trying your hardest not to freak out or make much noise. You assumed they were doing a once around the neighborhood making sure they killed everyone. You opened your door slowly and closed it behind you. You leaned against the door and sighed. I'm screwed aren't I? You wondered. You heard a loud breaking sound down stairs. Your door was being broken open. Your eyes widened with fear. 

You rushed over to the window and made it to the tree closest to it. You managed to shut your window from the outside. You climbed up the tree and onto the roof. You heard your window slide open. You held your breath. ( A/n " YA! Nightmare's TOTALLY  NOT going to be able to sense someone panicking! That's just CRAZY. Sorry for the sarcasm but I'm writing this and have pet peeves. I'm not editing it though.") You heard walking below you. You scramble up your roof to get better footing.

" Someone is still in this area. Find them and kill them. " 



Sorry I haven't posted in a long time, my house burnt down then my cat died. I will try to post more frequently but its probably going to be more of just the rough drafts.

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