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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This was unusual, I was normally home alone for a few hours before my parents arrived. "That's weird, why is everyone home?" I asked out loud. It was more for me then anyone else. "Aren't you home for a few hours by yourself?" Leslie questioned, her brown eyes staring into mine. "Yeah, I hope nothing bad has happened. Well only one way to find out" I said as I gathered up the courage to walk in. On the inside I was freaking out, my parents would only come home early if there was an emergency. I unlocked the door to hear voices coming from the living room. Dropping my bags I stopped dead in my tracks, one voice sounded very familiar a little too familiar. No it couldn't be him, we moved away years ago. He wouldn't have the nerve to face me after what he did, coward. Slowly dragging my feet I made my way to the living room. What I saw before me turned my face ghost white. My worst nightmare confirmed, there he was, Max, sitting on my couch, in my living room, in my house.

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