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I sighed, sinking into the fluffy, purplish maroon beanbag on the living room floor with my hot cocoa. I’ve been busy all day. Mom and dad left in the morning, leaving my brother and I by ourselves. I made us some breakfast then drove us to school. After school had finished I picked him up, bought lunch, did some homework, walked the neighbour's dog, dropped my brother over to his friends house and by the time I got back it was already 7:30. I boiled some water for hot cocoa and sat in the living room. While waiting, I turned the tv on ...
“You wanna do something fun?... I’ll show you fun.” This is my worst nightmare.Not knowing what to do, I ran. Pushing through thick leaves and sharp branches. Cuts everywhere to be seen. I’m a thunderstorm of fear trying to evade the monster hunting me. It knows it. To them I am prey, only alive for their own pleasure of being murdered. It's so close, I can feel it breathing down my neck. I’m gasping for air, in search of shelter. The dense fog isn't helping. Wind rushing onto my face like a constant hard slap. Light headed, knees bleeding o...
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