One last time

One last time

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I wake up to the sound of music in my ear, I look at the clock and its 8:30 "SHIT!" I scream. I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom and stop dead in my tracks. There he is, just standing there staring at me. There is a knife in his hand and he is ready to pounce."Fuck!" I whisper to myself but I'm sure he heard because by his facial expression, he was pissed!
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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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