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Waiting

There was a little girl who sat on her bed in the corner of her room.

She stared at the door and waited for it to open. It never did.

She decided on that day she was tired of waiting, she stood and approached the door.

She pulled it open to find blood covering the floor.

She kept walking and searching and looking around.

All she could find is that blood that covered her house.

She went into the living room to find two heads poking up.

Her parents.

She went around the corner to find them sat with knifes through their chests, they were dead.

They turned to her and said, ~can't you see, you're just like us.~

She was not just like them, she was still alive.

Only then did she notice the knife in her chest.

All these years she had sat waiting for someone to open that door.

To find her body in the closet with a knife through her heart.

She will wait till someone comes and finds her and her family.

She will always wait.