Daddy Don't Leave

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I ran through the hallway each step getting me further and further away from the exit. A baby laughed behind me, I tripped and landed on my face. Turning around I stare at my pursuer. A small girl no older then 6, flesh slowly peeling away from her bones. Every single step another piece of flesh dripped off. The girl was dragging a baby behind her. "Daddy don't leave us," the girl whispered. 

"No your not real, you cant be real," I screamed placing my head in my palms. I repeated this phrase over and over till i looked up. I was sitting in front of the door screaming at my wife who looked very concerned "Your dead, you are both dead," I screamed. I covered my ears the children giggling all around me. "You are not real." 

"Daddy don't leave, stay and play," I screamed again and smashed my head into a corner. 

"Get out of my head!!" My vision went dark and my mind blank, the last thing I heard was laughter. 

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