I'm not crazy. I can't be crazy. I saw those words in the smoke. I heard those footsteps. Mother never texted me to tell me to come outside, I was running away from something.
But I don't know what.
What was it? Or who was it?
It was an obscene experience.
I mean, as far as I am concerned, I could have died! I mean, I don't think I'm crazy.
But they will.
I can't tell anyone.
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"Okay, I'll check my email right now, maybe he emailed back."
I walked over to my lab top and flipped in open, logging into my email. It started glitching out and tens of hundreds of email notifications were going off.
"Oh my god."
Subject:
I told you to get away. You didn't listen.
Message:
I didn't mean run from the library. Run from it.
There was no name at the bottom. Nothing to indicate where it was from.
Run? Run from what?
I felt a lump in my throat. My mouth got all watery and I was shaking.
"M-mom? Dad?" Help!
I heard their footsteps.
"Get these emails off my computer!!" I exclaimed.
Honey.. what emails? You aren't even on your computer. Hurry up and check your email. You need to go to bed.
What?
No email? I was just on my..
My laptop was sitting at my desk, un opened and un touched.
I don't understand.
I got that email.
It said to run.
I don't understand what's happening to me.
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غموض / إثارةBree is having daydreams about something of a disturbing presence. She swears she's not crazy. It's happening. She's not faking it. Who does she have? What does she do?
