Grim Reaper Within Me
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  • Bagian 7
  • Durasi 26m
Sedang dalam proses, Awal publikasi Des 03, 2015
Dewasa
He watched me from the shadows 
I felt him everywhere he wasn't the good type of sprit. He was dark and cold he tried to take over my body many time 


"Bella I need you" it whispered softly peering around the corner there he stood in the middle of my room as his scythe gleamed through the moon light I watched as his hand touched it.


Fear ran through my body but also a odd comfortable feeling was washing through my body a stared at him. He held his hand out for me to take slowly itching forward to take his hand looking quickly around the darkness wasn't right it wasn't my time to go I felt him pass me as I looked up towards him. 



He left that night 1 night survived I'll make the others.
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