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Submitted to Contest #42
Stay safe, Elora I looked up from the crinkled paper in my hands, fear coursing through me. The unknown man had dropped another one at my doorstep. The promising words had been delivered in a deceiving envelope with a box of chocolate. I frantically ran towards the trashcan and dumped the goodies in it.When would the notes stop? He expected my acquiescence and I had given it. This was a prodigious mistake, but it was never too late to correct it. This was reason I was making a visit today.Torture clawed through my skin, ripping my heart out...
Slipping in and out of consciousness. Footsteps. I try to scurry away, but they keep coming. Closer and closer. Louder and louder. The creak of the handle turning. The bang of the door against the wall. I cower in the corner, afraid of what’s to come. The luminescent light from the hall creates a vast, black shadow, the same color of Ma’am’s heart. I flinch when the face of my torment comes into view. Her ripe, red rage can be scented from a mile away. Gazing down at her shoes, I notice the woman is in her formal attire as per usual. He...
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