Part 6

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       She always was a ridiculously heavy sleeper. She remained peacefully asleep directly in front of me as I was bound to a chair, the fabric in my mouth muffling my cries. Two men had snook into the house that me and my best friend shared, all the while being very quiet.

       It was about 2am. Why I was still awake I had no idea. I just barely slept. Whereas she on the other hand could probably sleep for days on end.

       By the time I had noticed the two men invading my house it was too late. A cold, bony hand had snakes it's way around my neck and covered my mouth before I had a chance to react of make and noise, and a cold blade could be found dangerously close to the thin skin of my throat, and minor movement could send the blade straight through my neck.

       Instead of struggling, I just let the two get on with their antics. Never in my life have I wanted that stubborn girl to wake up more.

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A/N

Crappy once again I know, but I just had a little bit of inspiration.

Might make a part 2 to this? Idk.

Also most of the photos I use are taken by yours truly.

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