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The white shadow

The white shadow

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 1, 2013
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"So that was you the other day, and not just my imagination?" my voice shakes as I ask him, as I think back to the past two days. He nods. "Of course it was!.. Now come with me!" He takes a hold of my wrist and drags me towards the direction he came from. "I have no choice in this.. do I?" I look at the back of his head. "Nope!"
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*2016 Update* I plan on getting around to edit this eventually, so forgive the small grammar mistakes. ••••• "I won't kill you" he blurted out with regret. Confusion mingled with my fear. He regretted not killing me? "Who are you?" I asked, slowly moving toward the closed door. He looked at the painting on my easel, and smiled darkly. I saw it clearly for the first time, and my eyes widened. I had painted the man in my dream. His face, twisted in a smirk, dominated the canvas. A swirl of crimson paint surrounded him, and I saw myself in the painting, wearing a long, black evening gown, my hair in a long ponytail, my pail skin glowing, and I stared at the man with love in my eyes. The painting I had created shocked me to the point of forgetting to escape. "Nice" the man said, and yanked open the window above my bed. He crawled out of the room, crouched on the window sill. "Jeff" he said softly, watching me with interest. "Huh?" Came my dumbfounded voice. "My name is Jeff"

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