You Are Mine
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The place he brought me had enough light to see the tall frame hovering over me. He had a black hoodie on so I couldn't tell much about his face, but only his "heart-stopping" grin flashed before me.
"Don't worry. I'll put you out of your misery" he said sitting on top of me.
Is this a dream? Or worse a nightmare!
Is this how I die? By getting murdered... there's so many things I want to do and learn, this can't be!
I looked up at him as he released my hands , a knife in his hand.
"Nooooo please" I cried pleadingly.
"Shh!" He placed a finger on my lips before continuing, "I'll make it quick..", he cold heartedly said.
He drew it backward before coming for my chest.
"Nooo!"
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Like every other Senior, Tirzah thinks everything will go smooth and normal in her life. Thinking that she will enjoy her last year, she comes across events that would change that thought and her life.
Too caught up with friends, school and her love life she doesn't notice the fire being lit up.What will happen when she finds herself a stalker? Does her secret admirer want her hurt or dead? Is it obsession? Is it someone she knew once and had forgotten? Or is it someone she keeps a distance from?? All she knows that this person won't rest until they get what they want even if it means to kill anyone that stands in their way.
Read to find out 💀
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