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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#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

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