Lost
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Ongoing5m
Last published Tue, Jul 12, 2016
I am lost. All I see is black. I blink repeatedly, moving my head around and still, nothing is what I see. I run with the hopes to hit something, go through a small trapdoor, anything to get me out. Nothing. I hear a scream, it sounds fairly familiar. I wake up.
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It was Friday night or Saturday morning I think. But I was was awoken by some snoring. It was loud. I thought it was my broken alarm clock that made a deep alarm but when I opened my eyes I froze. Next to me I saw a huge Black thing that was furry and had huge crooked sticks pointing to the other side. It took up the whole other side of my room. I quietly shuffled out of my bed, put my foot on the carpet and tried not to make noise. My door was closed so I tried to open it but it made a creak. There were two neon green lights glowing. At me. The creature then switched positions and stood up which made move backwards. It moved closer. There was no more room. I fell to the floor. It came to my face.
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