Please don't eat me.

Please don't eat me.

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Scrunched up under the bed I shook, silently praying that whoever owned this house I had mistakenly entered wouldn't find me. The loud stomping entered the room and bare feet entered my vision. They stopped before the bed, and I tensed. Great job Stilla, middle of nowhere, your legs are tired, saw a house and thought, "Oh, jolly me! Why don't we just go in this random house miles from anywhere! Let's ignore the fact that there's fucking blood on the pathway up to it! And you know what?! Let's just add the icing to the cake and FALL ASLEEP ON THE FUCKING COUCH! GREAT IDEA STILLA! I applaud!" The person bent down as I held my breath and just before their head came into view and discovered me they suddenly stood up and left the room. I let out the breath I was holding and thanked the gods. Hot breath blew against the back of my neck as a low voice whispered, "Yeah joking, I smelt ya." I screamed as something warm and furry wrapped around my ankle and dragged me to my end. --------------------
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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

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