So I was walking back to my apartment and I heard some footsteps.
I turned around and there was this guy running straight for me. I started panicking, thinking he wanted to wear my skin as a dress.
He got closer and sees me, looking startled.
And then he goes: "I didn't see you, I'm so sorry. I was running because I'm scared of the dark."
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Writing Prompts [Book 1]
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