Midnight Terrors

Midnight Terrors

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“Max, you’re dead…” the words seemed dry as Jake forced them out. He had faced the most supernatural things yet this seemed too hard for Jake to believe. “I was never dead. You had left me yet I still prodded among the living, looking for you. But you never came back” Max stated, a hint of indignation in his angelic, smooth voice. Jake could hear the faint hurt in his voice as he spoke.... Jake was never a regular teen. He had accepted that. He had agreed to a task that had blindly guided him to a terrifying series of events that drove him to love and fear his true self.....
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When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

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