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Peering onto the fatal sight that lies a block ahead of her, Amanda slows down and swiftly turns her petit body to the opposite direction. Assuring herself that she has kept to the quietude she had found. What if someone saw her witness it all? Would she be next too? She needs to leave- urgently. Her wide strides make her even more anxious. Sprinting seems better for a chance to escape but if she runs like a deer away from a predator someone would think she knows something. Eventually, she prefers the former. Clutching her cheap fur lined bag to her sides, Amanda convulsively shivers in fear. The warmth her pacing gives her is not enough to condense the piercing fear that rises with each stride she takes. "Wouldn't it be humane to call the police?", questions a husky yet undisturbed voice from her rear. Her steps cease as her feet stiffen and weirdly clasp to the ground like a frog on a raining day- what a betrayal. Her eyes bulge expectedly in terror and sudden discernment. A trait she lacked earlier on. If only she had called the police. ... Did you enjoy that? *Crosses fingers tightly* If so, please give this newly watt a chance & feast your senses on my short stories. About me? I enjoy writing stories! I'm allowed to when my mind chooses to go adrift & when I have time on my plate.
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I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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