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It was a normal day until it hit midnight I was in my bed watching Liv and Maddie when I really should've been asleep. I started to dose off when all of this sudden I heard a noise I walked towards the kitchen as I got closer a rotten scent started coming out of no where. I looked around checking if my mom was home yet usually on Thursdays she has a double shift I. I started to walk towards the living room when I heard a knock on the door I put my soft fuzzy slippers on and checked who it was there nobody I kept walking when I was at a stop sign I saw a shadow saying my name "Amirah" the tone was raspy and faint as if they had been smoking cigarettes all there life. I started to see fog coming near me the shadow was in it saying watch your back. But for what I wondered? so I asked it who should I watch my back on and he said a close friend the only person I could think off was my best friend Zirah. When I was thinking the shadow grabbed my hand and I was going under the grass the moist soil up against my skin the bugs crawling all over me I was petrified screaming but no one could here me my voice it was growing in a whisper no matter how hard I kicked and punched the shadow wouldn't let me go, and here I was never to be seen again I would watch others who could not see me and I was missing DOWN UNDER!!!
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