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Rated: · Short Story · Psychology · #2017337
hi hello what's up this is what i always say when i encountered one of my friends.
There it was again. That big blue beast. It stared at me through the closed window. It was not moving, as usual. It didn't breath, it didn't blink. It just stared at me with its hideous golden eyes. I exhaled slowly, trying to cease the nervousness I always got when it was staring at me. I have no idea how it got here. It was here every evening, just before the night goes dark. Every evening, it just stared at me, then it was gone.



I calmed and convinced myself shakily. I turned around and headed towards the door after making sure the beast stayed at where he was. But just as my hands touched the door knob, I heard a slight click coming from behind me. Chills ran down my back as I slowly turned around towards the window. The window was unlocked.
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