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by Bethy Author IconMail Icon
Rated: · Fiction · Experience · #1923651
The story is half completed, it will soon be completed fully
I remember this one day, this one day that changed my life. The events that happened during this period of time will shock the weak and amuse the wicked.

It was a normal Friday evening, I was walking home from a long day at work, the bitter wind burning my face and leaving my hands numb. The sun slowly setting over the horizon, the slight mist in the air. I saw something in front of me, a dark shadow approaching slowly, I stopped and stared, but the shadow was moving at a faster pace than it originally had.

As I stopped and stared I heard the slow footsteps the shadow made, in amazement I saw glowing red circles where the eyes were. The mist suddenly dispersed, and then the shadow came forward.

As it stood in front of me, I saw the glowing red eyes, and the cold stare that he gave me chilled me to the bone. It slowly raised its bony hand; it pointed its long skeletal finger at me.

As it spoke a high pitched screech poured from its mouth, it pierced my ears. I grasped my ears and fell to the ground I curled into a ball and I felt that the world was slowly spinning.

I sat up quickly. Breathing heavy. A bead of sweat dripped from my neck down my back. I turned towards the clock, it was 3am. I sighed with relief. As I sat there I looked out the window to see a cool breeze blowing through the trees. I slowly got out of bed and went towards the window; I leant against the cool window. In the misty distant I saw the same shadow in my dream, I closed my eyes and when I opened my eyes again the shadow was gone.

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