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"She's coming." The boy to the left of me, Eric, spluttered out. His words small, fear stitched into them. Sloppy footsteps made themselves known as echos reached our ears. For the first time in my life I felt life threatening fear, the spikes of a cold chill trickling down my spine. My eyes stretched open - so much fear. "I don't want to d-die, pl-please." Eric clenched onto me, the wardrobe minuscule compared to the two of us. The tight space made it hard to breathe let alone speak. The footsteps got closer, my heart beat hammering against my chest - my ribs groaning in protest. A light shadow graces the bottom of the wardrobe. My breathing holts, my heart stops and a sharp pain in my arm is made, Eric. Fear, so much fear.
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