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Knock knock. Knock knock.
There was a soft, yet frantic knock on my bedroom door. 'What the hell is that?' I thought to myself. I kicked the duvet off and slowly walked to my door.
Knock knock. Knock knock.
The knocks got louder and faster as I got closer to the door. I extended my hand out to the door knob, but stopped. The knocks had stopped. It was eerily silent. I shrugged my shoulders and turned around toward my bed. I had just gotten comfortable when I heard a loud scream. I jumped out of bed, getting stuck in the duvets. The scream sounded again and again. As soon as I had freed myself from the duvet I yanked my door open. In front of me was a girl around my age. She had blood all over her and she was shaking bad. Her bright blue eyes were full of fear. Her brown hair was matted and messy.
"Oh my god! Are you okay?!" I asked frantically. She just looked up at me.
"She killed him."
"Killed who?"
"My f-father. I t-tried t-to stop her. She won't stop!"
"Who?"
"Stay away. She's watching. She's always been watching. She'll get you too. RUN!" She yelled.
"Who?! Who will get me?! Who's watching?!" I started panicking. I heard a sickening laugh. I turned around to come face-to-face with a shadow.
"You should listen to her. Since your so curious, I think we'll have to show you what's been happening to her." It said. The voice sounded like a young girl.
"No. No. No." I told her. What's a young girl gonna do to me? Well, I saw what she did to the other girl. At least, I think it was her.
"Oh yes." She said back. I looked down towards the girl. She just sat there holding her side. I felt a hand grab my wrist. I spun around to see who it was.
"Don't! She'll take you away!"
"How do you know...." I trailed off, hoping she would tell me her name.
"Zoe. Zoe Tompkins." She said.
"How do you know Zoe?" I said.
"Because Harry. I've dealt with it." How does she know me?!
"How do you-" I was interrupted by the young girl thing.
"Silence. Harry, you have three weeks. Three weeks to do what you please. Get ready for torture. Kind of like this." All of a sudden I had a thought. A thought of all my loved ones being burned to death.
"Stop it!" I said.
"That was your first 'experience'. Consider yourself lucky. Get ready Harry." The voice said again.
"No!!!" I cried.
"I'm sorry." Zoe said, "So sorry. She chose you. You're gonna have to deal with it."
"Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?" I muttered over and over again to myself. "What did I do?"
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I sat up in bed and looked around my room. "Just a dream. Just a dream." I said to myself. I felt really warm and sticky. I rubbed my arm and discovered that I was covered in sweat. I jumped out of my bed and walked out of my room and down the stairs into the kitchen. Walking to the cabinet, I thought about the dream. What did it mean? Who was that girl? How did she know me? Why was she bleeding? I thought about all this as I poured my self a bowl of cereal.
"Hey Harry." My roommate, Louis said.
"Hey." I said with a mouthful of cereal. Me and Louis lived together because our parents thought we were 'out of control' and 'couldn't be mature and responsible'. Getting our own house proved that we were responsible and mature so our parents were okay with it. We've been best mates forever so it didn't really matter. We also have three other roommates named Niall, Liam, and Zayn. All five of us have been friends for a LONG time.
"Why are you up so early, Hazza?" Louis asked me. I just shook my head.
"I had a bad dream."
"Wanna talk about it?"
"What are you Dr. Phil now?" I joked. We both laughed at this. "Sorry Lou. Not really in the mood to talk about it. Thanks though, mate." I said. He nodded.
"That's cool. I understand." He said while patting me on the back. I appreciated that. "Just talk to me when you're ready." He continued. I nodded.
"Why are you down here Lou?" I asked.
"I don't know. I heard you kick at your wall and it kinda woke me up and so I got out of bed. Then I heard you get up and come down here so I came down too." He replied.
"Oh."
After we'd had some cereal and made some more corny jokes, we went back to our rooms. As soon as my head hit my pillow, I was out. I'll have to think more about my dream in the morning.
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A/N: Okay so like..I got this idea when I was playing the Slender Man game and after watching The Ring Two. Yup. So if it sucks ass, sorry. I honestly don't even know where this story came from. I just had the idea. Bye.
-Raven :)
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