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The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I gasped and bolted upright. I put my hand over my racing heart, relieved that it was only a dream. My relief was short lived as I looked at my clock.
'12:06...' I thought fearfully.
Then from behind me I heard a door creak open. I looked to my bedroom door, hoping, but it never moved.
'I-it has to be the closet...'
I turned slowly, trembling, fearing what I was going to see. I fully turned and screamed at the sight of a haggard woman crawling towards me. One of her hands reaching out for me. I panicked and backpedaled only to fall of the edge of my bed. I turned and realized that I was only feet from my door. I grabbed the door knob, but her hands stopped me by gripping my own. Her nails Peirce's my flesh as she tried to pry my hand away from the door knob.
"No!" I screamed shoving her away.
I slammed the door open and to my horror it revealed a bedroom.
'W-what?'
I slumped against the floor in confusion. The thump I made when I hit the ground startled the person in the bed and I watched as they bolted up. It was a girl, a teenager. She turned in my direction and not to my surprise she screamed. The thing that surprised me was when I raised a hand to quiet her. It wasn't my hand, it was the haggard woman's hand. I looked at my hand in horror.
'A-am I... The monster?' I thought horrified.
When I looked at the girl, I knew I was the monster. I could see her clock just to the side of her.
'12:07.'
Then I attacked.

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