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At 4:37 am
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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? Her hands began to shake and they became clammy. The coffee mug she held fell softly to the carpeted floor. She struggled to control her breathe more and more. But he died I saw him die. There is no way he is alive.
Repeatedly reassuring herself she slid back to her arm chair and continued flipping the pages of her favorite novel. The room became cold as a cold gust of wind filled the room she pulled up her blanket and rolled herself in up to be within the confinement of the chair clearly oblivious of the monster behind her.
"Wendy, you thought you could run away from Daddy but I will always find you,"she heard the raspy familiar voice close to her ear and before she could reply a tight polythene bag was tied on her face and she could feel a cold sharp metal placed on her neck. She immediately held her breathe when the metal cut through her skin as she winced in pain.
"Leave me alone,Nooooo,"she screamed. Looking anxiously around her she was relieved to be within the confinement of her bedroom. Her sheets were soaking wet as she glanced at the watch she realised it was 4:37am and immediately her body began shaking.4:37
am he came,4:37am she saw the gun,4:37am she lost her innocence. It had been a while since she had those nightmares but all the previous ones had never ended up with her waking up at that hour and at that exact minute.
Finding no solace in sleep, she took her headphones and placed full blast music trying to escape reality. However the images of that house came flashing infront of her face the grey dark walls,the cold red liquid flowing and she began to hyperventilate. Taking her anxiety pills she quickly swallowed and rushed to the shower letting the cold water calm her nerves.
Getting out of the shower,it was still 4:37am. Her mind began racing she rushed to be her phone and it was there in bold 4:37am,same to her laptop. Standing in the middle of the room she closed her eyes in hope that she would wake up from the crazy sleep. She felt someone tap her on the back. Slowly turning back she could smell his cologne and momentarily knew it was him. be He had a sly smile the gun shot still in the middle of his forehead.
"Daddy I..."she stammered and almost at impulse he shot her straight in the middle of her head she felt the blood flow and she fell softly on her carpeted floor her eyes only able to be capture one last thing. The clock,it was 4:37am and they shut at 4:37am.
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? Her hands began to shake and they became clammy. The coffee mug she held fell softly to the carpeted floor. She struggled to control her breathe more and more. But he died I saw him die. There is no way he is alive.
Repeatedly reassuring herself she slid back to her arm chair and continued flipping the pages of her favorite novel. The room became cold as a cold gust of wind filled the room she pulled up her blanket and rolled herself in up to be within the confinement of the chair clearly oblivious of the monster behind her.
"Wendy, you thought you could run away from Daddy but I will always find you,"she heard the raspy familiar voice close to her ear and before she could reply a tight polythene bag was tied on her face and she could feel a cold sharp metal placed on her neck. She immediately held her breathe when the metal cut through her skin as she winced in pain.
"Leave me alone,Nooooo,"she screamed. Looking anxiously around her she was relieved to be within the confinement of her bedroom. Her sheets were soaking wet as she glanced at the watch she realised it was 4:37am and immediately her body began shaking.4:37
am he came,4:37am she saw the gun,4:37am she lost her innocence. It had been a while since she had those nightmares but all the previous ones had never ended up with her waking up at that hour and at that exact minute.
Finding no solace in sleep, she took her headphones and placed full blast music trying to escape reality. However the images of that house came flashing infront of her face the grey dark walls,the cold red liquid flowing and she began to hyperventilate. Taking her anxiety pills she quickly swallowed and rushed to the shower letting the cold water calm her nerves.
Getting out of the shower,it was still 4:37am. Her mind began racing she rushed to be her phone and it was there in bold 4:37am,same to her laptop. Standing in the middle of the room she closed her eyes in hope that she would wake up from the crazy sleep. She felt someone tap her on the back. Slowly turning back she could smell his cologne and momentarily knew it was him. be He had a sly smile the gun shot still in the middle of his forehead.
"Daddy I..."she stammered and almost at impulse he shot her straight in the middle of her head she felt the blood flow and she fell softly on her carpeted floor her eyes only able to be capture one last thing. The clock,it was 4:37am and they shut at 4:37am.
