Entry no. 3

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I lay in my bed while staring blankly at the ceiling ,
blinded by the bright light above me .
The blow of the wind from my fan gave me a chill,
A chill that even a blanket cannot undo.

I look at the time on my phone ,
Its 3 am in the morning ,
Its dead time they say ,
A time where weird things happen,

But of course i don't believe at such,
Then suddenly a heard a sound beside my left,
It sounded like a plastic being crumpled,
The noise was loud , i cant move .

Cold sweat was slowly forming at my forehead,
The noise didn't stopped,
Little by little i turned my head to my left,
A scream came out of my mouth .

I kept screaming and screaming !
All the borders woke up ,
I cant believe what i saw ,
It was ten centimeters away from me ,

I want to cry , i feel devastated,
It was worse that what i expected
It ate all my food i was saving !
It only left the crime scene that i will now clean.

Damn you , heart less bitch
I will soon get my revenge ,
Nobody messes with my food,
You little rascal .

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