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Submitted On Mar27/09 Hits 2207 Summary:
So, this is not my first attempt to writing, but it is undoubtly the first I put here. This is actually based on a real dream, that I had myself. I won't say anything more, so I won't tell you everything.
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It is dark. I have no idea how I got here. I mean, this is my home, my apartment, but I have no memory of how I got here. When did I sit down on this stool? Where and what have I been doing during the day and... Have there been one?
I must go to the basement. I do not know why, but I know I must. The chair made a loud scraping novice against the floor as I stood up, and the door sent out a loud crack when I opened it, and closing it.
- Strange, I thought, this door has never cracked. Squeaked, yes, but not cracked.
It echoed loud in the stairs, even though I walked as quietly and slow as I could. I felt so confused, because all the sounds were distant, as from far away, as if it almost weren't there, even though I heard it, clearly.
When I got to the basement door, I inserted the key and unlocked. I knew with certain that I had forgotten the keys in my apartment, but I wasn't surprised. I was remarkable calm as I stepped inside and turned on the lights. Empty. There was nothing there. All...
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I liked it, i could actually visualize the monster. Well put together for a first post! On the other hand the spelling was a bit off.
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