It

by frine   Oct 15, 2005


I can feel it there watching me.i can feel its presence .i feel it behind me.it whispers in my ear some of which i cant make out and sometimes it calls 4 me.i can feel it there i can feel its cold clammy fingers grasping at my neck.now its chocking me breathless i scream but it feels like I'm on mute.no one hears me no one cares because i wake up and i see it walk out the door.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Spitfire

    ..............................................................................................................wow
    thats great
    i lvoe it
    5/5