The Thing In the Yard
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The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination? She crawled out of bed and silently walked down the stairs. She glanced out of the kitchen window and there was a tall figure. Its arm were as long as its legs, and it was almost 15 feet tall. Unable to stop herself, Clara opened the back door, and stepped onto her porch. She wanted to stostop, to go back inside and call the police. But she couldn't. it wasnt like the temptation made her continue, she physically couldn't stop herself from moving. As she came closer to the figure she saw glowing red eyes, a grin with sharp pointed teeth, and no nose. .The eyes didnt have a sclera, they were just red dots on his face. His teeth were knife sharp, and were stained red. A small splash of blood decorated the side of his...
The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination? She crawled out of bed and silently walked down the stairs. She glanced out of the kitchen window and there was a tall figure. Its arm were as long as its legs, and it was almost 15 feet tall. Unable to stop herself, Clara opened the back door, and stepped onto her porch. She wanted to stostop, to go back inside and call the police. But she couldn't. it wasnt like the temptation made her continue, she physically couldn't stop herself from moving. As she came closer to the figure she saw glowing red eyes, a grin with sharp pointed teeth, and no nose. .The eyes didnt have a sclera, they were just red dots on his face. His teeth were knife sharp, and were stained red. A small splash of blood decorated the side of his...