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It was a sorrowful morning when we found my sister lying breathless on her bed. The shrieking cries of a mourning mother filled the air. Life was at is end for me and my mother. Jocelyn, my now dead sister was screaming in the middle of the night, and had a heart attack at 12:00 o clock and painfully died. A couple months later on September 29th the clock said 11:50 p.m. It was so hard to sleep that night. 10 minutes later I heard something calling in the distance. It was muffled and I couldn’t hear it, but it got closer. I soon heard it loud and clear.
Kayla… that was my name, who was calling my name at 12? I asked myself. It repeatedly said my name and got louder and louder. It felt like it was in my room. I heard a creak, assuming it was the floor, someone’s in here
Creak after creak was all I could hear at this point, then.. it stopped. slowly I turned my head to the left, then to the right…I see a faint human figure, about 4ft tall. Well it must be short… I thought to myself. Suddenly I hear a footstep, then another, now I can see the figure pretty clearly. Jocelyn… my sister, it’s my sister! She says Kayla… and then the thing that scared me the most
You’re next…
Next for what?! I thought
Then I did the most risky thing I’ve ever done
“N-next for what?” I asked her.
“For death silly!” She smiled.
My eyes widened and it all went black
I wake up to the sound of thousands of people screaming.
I suddenly feel the wave of pain in my chest
I’ve died.
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