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Libary Tarrior
October 4, 2011
I sit in the library working on a story for school. Suddenly I had a cold chill rundown my spine as I felt him walk closer and closer to me. Feeling his worm breath on the back of my neck, his strong hot hands melting into my shoulders. I started shaking as I stood up. turning to him, letting him burn holes in my sole, the one he broke along time ago. He let his hands fall from my shoulders to my hands leaving a trail of fire burning into my arms. As he pulled me away I started to cry and think of what is going to happen next.
© Andrew F., Lake In The Hills, IL
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