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| 15 Sep 2012 11:53 AM |
(BTW, thank you for the prompt babyshawna09.)
I sat still, silently as the shadow emerged and grew larger. I sprinted to the door leading to the stairs out of the dusty abandoned attic. I slammed on the door, but it wouldn't budge. I looked towards the window and the shadowy figure approaching. Feet clopping, heart racing, and knees aching, I ran towards the figure, and slammed it up into the window, shattering the glass on contact. A warm red liquid spewed out of the shards of glass in its body.
I felt its steady breathing on my neck abruptly stopped. It whispered in my ear these words:
"Why Clara?"
The words would haunt me to this very day.
As I looked out the window, mouth gaping. Sirens filled the air with loud high-pitched screams.
What had I done?
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As I rode along in the cruising police vehicle, people gasped. "Why would a young girl do this?" They mouthed, covering their children's eyes. Blood ran down my arms as I rubbed my head in confusion. As I looked up into the mirror, the fat officer shot me a blatant glare and I looked away.
I stared down onto my lap and a single tear dripped down. "Remember what your father told you, Clara." The police officer said calmly.
"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
The police officer didn't respond, but merely flared his bulbous nose. I shook my head and looked around outside the reinforced glass window. The police Office was just a bit out of town, so all I saw were fields of corn. They were grey, and depressing. I sighed. |
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| 15 Sep 2012 11:54 AM |
| " What is love well baby don't hurt me no more. " Clara replied. |
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| 15 Sep 2012 11:57 AM |
She keeps Moet et Chandon In her pretty cabinet 'Let them eat cake' she says Just like Marie Antoinette A built-in remedy For Kruschev and Kennedy At anytime an invitation You can't decline |
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