The Fear

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I was running, from what? I don't know. I felt the presence of a figure behind me, chasing me. I tripped over a over-grown twig and fell to my feet. When I opened my eyes, I saw a strange shadowy figure. Tall and thin, but all I could see was the figure. I looked at its face, he had un-human like characteristics, teeth as sharp as a knife, but his eyes shone like the stars. His hair was as dark as the night sky, and his smile was the brightest I've ever seen. "Come with me, I know who you are Ms. Fujiwara." "Whaa..." I was cut off by a bright light. I opened my eyes to see the ceiling fan of my room. It was a dream, just a dream. I have been having these dreams ever since my mother died. Every night I have the same dream over and over again and it never changes. Ever. I got up, it was Saturday, at 7:00 AM. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I had plans today to go shopping early. I got dressed, and brushed my hair into a ponytail. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl from the cupboard. I might want to explain who I am. /I'm Aiko Fujiwara, a 25 year old girl living in the big city. I moved to America in 2005 with my family. My mother died 5 years ago, when I was 20. I have a Bachelor's Degree in Psychology.\ I heard footsteps. I tipped toed to the stairs and looked up to the top of them. I saw a figure, the same thing from my dream. The tall dark man. He was real. "Come with me, I know who you are Ms. Fujiwara." And with that I ran, and ran to my heart's content.
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A/N:
Hey guys! I might continue this book, give me some feedback on what you think!
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