— Mom, he's here! Mom!
My screams echo inside the house, but no answer. Fear travels through my veins and makes my body shake uncontrollably. I get up from the floor, run to my closet and hide in there. Why is mom not answering? Why is she not helping me? She is the only one who understands me, the only one who knows about him. We share the same fear and unfortunately the same nightmares. The thought of her not being here to help me makes me cry in desperation.
— Mom...
I whisper in the darkness, hoping to hear her answer, but the only thing I hear is footsteps. Heavy footsteps come up the stairs and stop in front of my bedroom door.
— Amélie...
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hi guys
I just want to tell you that this is my first book in English because it's not my native language. I've been kind of insecure about the idea of trying to write in English, but here I am writing this book. Hope you'll enjoy it and please be patient with me. I accept any pieces of advice and you are welcome to correct me when I'm wrong. Enjoy! :)
- Linnea
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Monster
Teen FictionThe monster from my nightmares is real. He's alive. And he's after me.
