LIFE
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Her breath formed a cold cloud as she let out shallow breaths. Her heart sounded louder in her ears, throbbing out of her neck, feet, arms and everywhere else. If it weren't for the sizable nail that caught her foot as she ran earlier, she would've probably made it out through the east wing window. However it was all too painful to move without making a sound. She hid in the cabinet, placing all her weight on one foot as she looked through the thin crack that formed between the doors which never closed entirely. A deeper darkness had begun to dawn around the room followed by the unsettling silence that engulfed everything in its path. Deep down she knew nothing could hide her away from it. From her. The thing could smell the blood that dripped off her foot and splattered on the soft, dusty floor of the old wooden closet. She watched the shadow that stood behind the door. It shifted away carrying the darkness with it as it did. After some moments she let her bleeding foot fall back onto the ground as she slowly limped out of the closed space and into the open room. Her dark hair matted onto her sweaty skin as she whipped her head side to side the fear that buildup like a brick that bounced at the pit of her stomach. Momentarily, she felt a sense of relief as she quickly moved across the room to the foggy window, attempting to pry it open. But that hope quickly got swept away and so did she, by the dark claws of the unknown. It grabbed the sides of her face and pulled her back into the closet before a scream left her lips, with a force that shut the closet doors with a thundering smack. Dust rose and fell elegantly back onto the ground and furniture as if all went back to the way it were. With silence dawning once again. COMING SOON...
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Moving In

Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."

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