My Demon, My Life

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mysecond story, comment like please, dont think its as good as the other 1

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The wind howlded throught the tree's, it was a cold night, it seemed the worst night sleep iv ever had, inside my room, it was dark, it seemed strange, normally there was a flikker of light, not tonight it was different, it was weary like you wasnt alone, something was lurking in the dark about to get you. Shadows kept appearing in the shapes of demons and beings.

I tried to distract myself to get some sleep, i started to drift off when a tapping sound on the window woke me, i thought it was a tree, the tapping continued, it got louder and faster, I shot up when i realised i didnt have a tree by my house, I approached the window with caution, I peered open the curtain, My heart started pounding i wasnt sure what to expect, to my suprise nobody was there, I was glad, I started to turn to my bed when a shiver went down my back, it was like somebody was watching me, I ran and dove into my bed, I threw the quilt over my head for protection. I soon fell straight asleep.

I slowly awoke the next day, there was a gust of wind and i froze, i got out of bed to see broken glass on the floor, i open the curtains to see that I had no window, I looked around to see if there was a dign of a brick or somthing that smashed the window, there was nothing, I heard a crash downstairs, I started to panic, there was an intrudor, I slowly walked out my room to go downstairs, I looked in each room, there was nobody, I had to go out in a bit, so I approached the phone to get a window repair man.

I was still a bit shakey so i went to put the kettle on, as it was boiling there was a bang noise coming from upstairs, Slowly walking upstairs, peering over the bannister, I saw a shadow of a figure, it didnt look human, something about it made it have an evil feeling about it, I was still looking forward when something breathed down my kneck, I slowly turned but nothing was there, I had a strange feeling, i started to move downstairs when I felt something push me, I ended up on the last step, Slowly getting up I realised I knocked my leg, I looked at my knee to see the blood dripping, the cut was horrible, I heard a little laugh like sound coming from the top of the stairs, I limped towards the kitchen to clean myself up, I was able to put a bandage on before the door knocked loudly, It scared the living daylights out of me as I wasnt expecting him here this early, I unlocked the door and let him in, we were in my room examining the window, I thought I best get my clothes now saves time for me coming back up, i grabbed my clothes and got changed in the bathroom, I went downstairs to finish my drink, when I realised I had no sugar, I had to get some so i left to go to the shop.

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