"Autumn?" I heard someone calling out my name. I stood up from my study table and walked out of my room to see who's calling me.
I went downstairs to check if there's someone outside. But no one was here. "I might be imagining things again.." I thought to myself. So I went upstairs again to continue what I am writing.
On my way upstairs, I heard a scratch. But I just ignored it, "Autumn you're just tired, you should sleep now." I entered my room and locked it. I lay my back down on my bed and closed my eyes.
As I was slowly drifting into my sleep. I felt something cold on my feet. I opened my eyes slowly and saw a shadow of a man standing right there. He was holding a knife. I couldn't move, I couldn't scream. I can't see his face. All I can see was his eyes, those deep brown eyes. It was like the eyes of an angel, except that this angel can hurt me soon.
"Shh, you'll be fine sweetie." Those are the last words I heard before I felt a sharp pain on my chest and drift into complete darkness.
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