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No one feels death. No one does it. When it comes, you cannot feel it. It just happens. I don't understand how people can fear death. After what I've lived through, I look forward to it. For, nothing can give me back my pureness, my innocence. My youth. All stripped from me like the clothes I was wearing that night, all of those nights I was kept there. Just thinking about it makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise, as I imagine his cold hands and warm breath on my skin. Too many memories, too painful to forget.
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The Unknown Behind My Walls
HorrorOne girl, one Stalker. How can you suspect someone if you don't know them? How can you suspect someone who doesn't exist? How can you suspect something you don't know is there? How do you know when they're in the walls of your house.
