I Belong to the Grim Reaper

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"You can run but you just can't hide," his menacing tune made the hairs on my skin stand up. I took to the stairs, my hands glued to the banister as I attempt to ascend further away; but it seemed he was growing just as close as the long slow whistles against my ear made me scream. "Britt!" I screamed.

"Britt! Please open the door!!" I turned the knob, constantly shaking it, trying my best to violate its existence. I hit the door with my hand. Slam! Bang, bang, bang. "Britt! Please!!"

"Now that you've got nowhere to go, this is the moment I've been waiting for," his song was followed by the loud screech of his scythe against the handrail as he ascended. "I've been waiting for a long time. And now, it's time to make you mine," he finished his song and the loud screech stopped as I heard his heavy footsteps coming louder and faster.

I fled to the bathroom and locked the door. It was silent for a moment as his dark shadow covered the ground under the door. I felt as if my chest were about to explode from the loud, fearsome beats. I jumped when I heard his slow whistle followed by a slow deadly knock.

"I need to wake up." I slapped myself. "Wake up," I screamed at myself. "Wake up! Wake up!" I pinched my nose shut just as he violently kicked the door. "Wake up," the tears slid down my face. I ran cold water in the sink and plunged my face in it.

The door swung open from his brute force, the wind kissing my body as he tore me away from the water. "Tut, tut, tut," he shook his head no, "darling you're mine."

"In your dreams, you fucking loser!" I spat back.
"No," his tone grew serious, "Only in yours. And I'm not done having fun yet darling." His cold hands against my cheek made me feel numb inside. He held his bloody scythe against my stomach, threatening my life. "So run! I'll give you 5 seconds."

"One." He began; his sinister smirk disgusted me. "Two." He continued.

"Fuck you," were my last words as I pushed myself into his scythe. The unbearable pain shot through me. The running crimson from my stomach drenched his blade and my vision went dark.

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