I look at the clock and sighed.
There are now eleven o'clock at night and I'm still in school, I'm correcting proofs without stopping. The day was exhausting and my mind is already shuffling the words. I see them, but my brain does not recognize them anymore.
A noise distracts me and look toward the windows, and I think I see, because it can only be an illusion of fatigue, two young. Are two frightening creatures, one of the girls, if you can call it that, which has the face a grotesque painting. She wields a stick. At his side, there's a brunette girl who looks like a ghost holding a candle.
Startled, low eyes, my breathing is accelerated. I count to three very softly and ergo away again, but there is nothing. Convinced me that there must be fatigue playing tricks and decided that for today has given. trembling half, with my things, a bag with a briefcase and coat, and go to the door. I turn out the lights and take a look down the hall. A shout out terrified me. I see again the same "things" that were in the room, but now there are three. The third is even more frightening, a creature, because there is nothing that can describe it, all dressed in black and holding a bloody ax; instead of your eyes, there is a deep darkness in which nothing can be distinguished. Awakened, I run and get to the top of the stairs. I start to walk by them without any care, anxious to get away "what" chasing me and that place
Life sucks, and just at that time, should be the target, stumble and fall on the stairs, reaching the level that split in two. I feel pain and fear, and when I look up, I know I will not get out alive than those "things" will do to me. ! Begin to wail and beg "please do not do this Please do not do this to me, I beg you, please, will not do ...
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The last correction - Horror
HorrorA night that could be considered normal, abnormal if things were not happening ... But be careful, this may be the last time you corrected the proofs of his students!
