The Middle Of The Night

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At 3 am in the morning, I was asleep, not a sound in motion until I heard my name called outside of the window. It was my best friend . . she was just calling my name. . I answered her but she didn't respond all she did was call my name. I couldn't make out of what she was wearing until she stepped up to the window. She was all bloodly with no eyes. I was
thinking in my head that this is a dream and went back to sleep. I got a call 4 hours later, the call was my best friend's mother, she called me in tears . . I was wondering what was wrong and she said my best friend died last night at 3 am. It was unknown on how she died but she found her body all bloody and her eyes ripped out her face. As soon as she said that . . my heart dropped. Since that night, I couldn't explain what was real anymore.

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