The Mandela Catalogue

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It's a dark Saturday evening, I'm the only one in the house due to my family leaving for a trip and leaving me to look after the house for a few days. I can hear each drop of rain hit the pavement outside my window along with the odd car drive by every now and then. The clock strikes 11:30 so I jump into bed turn my light off and close my blinds. My heart drops as I catch a outline of a person standing directly in front of my window. I rub my eyes and take another look and the person was gone which I thought was strange but I didn't think too much of it. I lay back and shut my eyes and soon fall into a deep sleep.

I wake up check my phone the time shows 2:47 so I make my way downstairs for a glass of water and then shorty making my way back up to my room. But as I approach my room I hear a knock at the door *knock* *knock* my heart sinks into my stomach as
I look back down the stairs, I take a deep breath and make my way back down very slowly trying not make a sound. I look through the window that is right beside the front door and no one was there I keep saying to myself it's my imagination but i just know there's more to it. I couldn't get back to sleep so I turn on the tv and flick through the channels to see if anything catches my eye. I end up just watching the news for a little while.

I look at my phone while watching tv to see that the time is 3:50 I take my eyes off my phone to see a [WARNING] on the tv. It states 'if you see someone that looks identical to you run away and hide' I tense my stomach in fear as I get up to close all the blinds and shut all of the doors. I sit back down shivering with fear, I hesitate to call my mum so I just scrolled through TikTok for a little while. 'Ah shit' I say when I remembered I forget to shut the back door, I almost make it to the kitchen door when I spot two eyes peering at me through the darkest corner of the kitchen. I froze in fear trembling at the sight of what was standing a few feet away from me. 'H..hello' I knew whoever was In the kitchen could hear the fear in my voice because they slightly moved their head to the right. 'Fuck this' I say before running up the stairs, I can hear heavy footsteps walking down the stairs. I make it to my room at barricade my door with my desk and prop myself up against the wall with my arms around my legs waiting for whatever was out there to just leave.

It's been 20 minutes and I have calmed down slightly for me to gather enough courage to open the door and peer out the gap, I don't see anything so I walk to the steps and hear a noise from my parents room I turn around and that's when I i see it, ...it's me...

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