The open window

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the window.. its open AGAIN. i shakingly shut the window. it opens again. the soft warm summer night breeze blows in and swirls around me causing my hair to blow off my shoulders. goosebumps rise on my arms even though the breeze isnt cold. "hes back" my mind thinks before my vision blurs with blood.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 20, 2011 ⏰

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