can you guys please give me a mysterious -thriller story that begins with i am worried or i am afaid, someone is coming ect.[.....] and should be a first person
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Heya...Empress Here !
• Here you go :-
• I'm worried, afraid too as it haunts me. It'll come take me soon away from my family, from my life. For the first time in my life, I-I'm scared. It has been following me since a day long lost in my childhood. I don't even know where it all started, where it came from. I think by the time you read this, I'll be gone, forever.
• This entry is undoubtedly my last and I know that. I know that it'll come for me. It has been waiting for this day. After all those years of being scared, that's a good thing for me to know that I'm gonna die soon. Surprising, isn't it? Perhaps yes as who the devil will wait for her own death? But I do. I'm tired of being haunted, tired of being tortured, tired of being scared. It comes next to my bed as sun sets and night follows.
• It doesn't move neither shows any movement, somehow shows like it's dead. But I know it isn't. It's alive, after death, kinda zombie as they say but a lot more dangerous. It knows my breath, my heartbeat, my everything. Once I remember that I told all this to my grandma like an year ago and no less than in a week, she was found dead , wet in her own puddle of blood with a slit throat. And it's now mad at me.
• I'm surely gonna die. It will come for me and will take me with it, into it's own world. I don't know why it needs me. Don't know why it was waiting just for this day! It'll be completely mad at me as I'm telling all these things to you. Oh, my poor grandma. She might have been alive if I hadn't told her all this. I miss her. Just wish a good luck to me after all I know that won't help me but just take care and see that you don't lay dead on your own puddle of blood.
• Bye Bye.
• Felicitations
- Kaileena
• Here you go :-
• I'm worried, afraid too as it haunts me. It'll come take me soon away from my family, from my life. For the first time in my life, I-I'm scared. It has been following me since a day long lost in my childhood. I don't even know where it all started, where it came from. I think by the time you read this, I'll be gone, forever.
• This entry is undoubtedly my last and I know that. I know that it'll come for me. It has been waiting for this day. After all those years of being scared, that's a good thing for me to know that I'm gonna die soon. Surprising, isn't it? Perhaps yes as who the devil will wait for her own death? But I do. I'm tired of being haunted, tired of being tortured, tired of being scared. It comes next to my bed as sun sets and night follows.
• It doesn't move neither shows any movement, somehow shows like it's dead. But I know it isn't. It's alive, after death, kinda zombie as they say but a lot more dangerous. It knows my breath, my heartbeat, my everything. Once I remember that I told all this to my grandma like an year ago and no less than in a week, she was found dead , wet in her own puddle of blood with a slit throat. And it's now mad at me.
• I'm surely gonna die. It will come for me and will take me with it, into it's own world. I don't know why it needs me. Don't know why it was waiting just for this day! It'll be completely mad at me as I'm telling all these things to you. Oh, my poor grandma. She might have been alive if I hadn't told her all this. I miss her. Just wish a good luck to me after all I know that won't help me but just take care and see that you don't lay dead on your own puddle of blood.
• Bye Bye.
• Felicitations
- Kaileena
asya23:
thank you so much i really appreciate it
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