~ It started with a whisper ~

~ It started with a whisper ~

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2:00 am brightly flashed upon my alarm clock which was set beside my bed. I lay there still unable to fall asleep so I decided to get a glass of water from the kitchen. As I was silently creeping across the wooden floor, it creaked with each step I took. A painful bolt suddenly shot through my body. I lifted my right foot only to realize that I stepped on a shard of glass. I fell to the floor in a loud thump, while trying to pick the glass from my foot. As I did this a thought came through my mind... why is there glass on the floor and where did it come from I suspiciously asked my self. Finally I got the glass out and I pulled my self up from the ground. There I was with blood dripping from my foot as I made my way towards the bathroom forgetting why I came in the kitchen. I stopped as a gust of warm air swept across the quiet room and that's when I heard it......
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I crawled and sunk impossibly deeper into the couch behind me, biting my nails to hold back the scream of horror aching to burst through my chords. The terrifying and spine shivering sight of flesh being ripped to pieces, agonising screams of terror and the horrendous sight of blood splattering on the living room window escalated my heart beats to rhythms I never thought possible. Suddenly all was quiet, silent and dark. The light from the moon that peeked through the window became non-existent. The screams of terror and horror disappeared and at the window I felt the presence of the monster who was doing this. It turned a bit staring back at me with menacing yellow orbs penetrating to my soul as a silent warning that I would be next. Next in line following the demise of my very own...family. Crystal Cane, 17 year old senior in high school has had to live 12 years of her life after the incident with a new family, new home, new school and fortunately new friends. Still a little timid as she lives her life she has to be ready to see what fate has in store for her. Or what it seems to have against her . She enters a new lifestyle filled with question and very un expected harm her way.

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