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Third person POV: Not many could cope after Phillip's death

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Third person POV:
Not many could cope after Phillip's death. Especially Jennifer. She loved that boy and they had just started dating. She crushed on Phillip forever and they hadn't been dating that long but it still hurt her. She sat in the lounge watching tv. Max walked in and said "if they catch you out here I'm going to get in trouble. You should sleep." Jennifer said "can I stay out here? Please? I can't sleep tonight. Not after Phillip." "Ok. But I never saw you." Max said. "Thanks Max." She said. He walked out of the room and closed the door. She grabbed a cigarette and lit it. She burned her arm so she would stay awake. Jennifer grabbed the remote and changed it to a talk show. An actress talked about her movie to a man and Jennifer began falling asleep. Her head would hang low and she'd open her eyes and sit up quickly. It happened again and she sat up quickly again. Freddy appeared on the tv and said "who gives a fuck what you think?" The actress on the tv screamed and Jennifer's eyes widened. She grabbed the remote and desperately tried to get the tv to work.

She stood up and distorted screams came from the tv

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She stood up and distorted screams came from the tv. Freddy's nursery rhyme also sung distorted. She turned the knob on the tv and nothing happened. She hit the side of it and then arms shot out of the sides. She screamed as she was lifted into the air by the tv.

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