The static bees clouds my vision with a chaos of noise, my pulse still pounded as my chest was hurting already from all the trauma. I roll onto my back, I can't stand this. What did I see? Did it follow me? No... not possible.... I didn't do this! It wasn't me. I know it. My body ached with anger and fear for me, What have I done. For some reason, my body shivers with anxiety.. I can't sleep, like something was calling.. for me... Oh no...
I got up.
My feet touch the cold, hard wood. A sense of numbness pulses through my body. I know no matter the case of what I needed to do, I would possible bump into it.
I began walking.
"Shit.." I mutter
My legs suddenly feel heavier, I drag to the door, the mist consumes me as my lungs would breathe the fog of the hell I was in for the night.
"Just one night.."
"You can do this.."
I walked down the hallway as then it became huge, longer than a hotel hallway.
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My heart thumps so loud I hear it though my chest, I grabbed a flashlight and walked, slowly down the hall.
Every few steps a whoosh would be heard from behind me, cold air hit my back and always never failed to give me chills.
I can't do it..
Each step I take
The harder it gets to breathe
The more effort there is...
The night only gets worse...
My breathing pattern would be out of shape, I am terrified out of my mind.
Pull yourself together...
The cold wood would creak
My heart dropped
A thump came from behind me
I couldn't breathe
S I L E N C E
NO!
STOP!
DONT BE A FOOL
My instinct, flight.
I ran
It chased after me, I could tell it was always behind me.
The breathing front the mask made the sounds only worse
The mask SCREAMED, A horrifying bellow that made my stomach twist and hurl
My ears were dead from this experience, I relied on vision now..
I ran to the door and slammed it shut behind me
The door would pound, the smile would bash angrily on it
It's hand slid in as I slammed it shut on it.
It began to bleed and violently shake
I would take a moment, just staring at the struggling monstrosity.
"Wonder why mother hasn't woken up yet."
(My joke to you because I'm amazing.)
She would turn on the lights, and the "it"would disappear
I quickly grab everything useful, because I deep down I know that this thing won't just let me off the hook like that.
I would quickly stuff them in my pockets that my sleep gear had, they were pretty small but still useful.
...
She looked at the knife
"Should I take it..?"
Her hand quivered picking it up.
"No..."
I had to be quick minded cause the stupid light keeps flickering..
And if it dosent stop....
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