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'It's my birthday'. That's what the sign said, half propped against a much too empty box. It's my birthday. Words that crept into my heart and left a chill that I couldn't shake, no matter how I fought to beat it back...All Rights Reserved

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I jolt awake in a frenzied haze as I see the world around me complete and total darkness. Where am I? What's going on? Please help me... There's a loud creak and I can see a small sliver of light. Someones here! They come in, a wicked grin on their face. No.... No, no, no, no! Why....?

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Hush

I jolt awake in a frenzied haze as I see the world around me complete and total darkness. Where am I? What's going on? Please help me... There's a loud creak and I can see a small sliver of light. Someones here! They come in, a wicked grin on their face. No.... No, no, no, no! Why....?