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He yawned, and blinked. Where was he? "Hello? Where am I?" He called. There was just deep, black, darkness. "You shouldn't be here." A static voice said. "GET OUT." It replied, more angrily. Then something lunged.
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"Hmmmm." He Hummed, reading the newspaper. Lola had gone off to school, leaving him alone in his house. He looked over at the Television, which was off. He thought Lola left it on... Hmm, that's fine. He returned to reading his newspaper, and looked out at the sky. Dark. It was still early. Five A.M. in Summer, Lola had band practice so she went to school very early. He flicked on the TV, Unaware of his soon-to-be demise. The TV Hummed to life, and the newsman spoke; "DO NOT SEND YOUR CHILDREN TO SCHOOL!" It said, then flicked off again... then hummed to life again. "A PSYCHOTIC MANIAC HAS ESCAPED LOCAL PRISON! LOCK DOORS! HIDE!" The newsman screamed, then the TV flicked off for good. "BLASTED!" He muttered, scrambling around for his phone. It wasn't where he put it... right next to the paper. he stumbled around, his footsteps echoing on the wooden floor... then he heard more steps. Not his. He froze... the steps continued for a brief second, then it stopped ever so suddenly.
"Aw, you can't save your sweet daughter now."
"Who... Who... Who are you?"
"Don't you recognize my voice?"
"NO... You can't be."
"I am,"
"YOU AREN'T!" YOU AREN'T ME!"
"Yes, Yes I Am."
And everything went dark...
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WHATTAYA THINK OF MY SHORT STORY?
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"Hmmmm." He Hummed, reading the newspaper. Lola had gone off to school, leaving him alone in his house. He looked over at the Television, which was off. He thought Lola left it on... Hmm, that's fine. He returned to reading his newspaper, and looked out at the sky. Dark. It was still early. Five A.M. in Summer, Lola had band practice so she went to school very early. He flicked on the TV, Unaware of his soon-to-be demise. The TV Hummed to life, and the newsman spoke; "DO NOT SEND YOUR CHILDREN TO SCHOOL!" It said, then flicked off again... then hummed to life again. "A PSYCHOTIC MANIAC HAS ESCAPED LOCAL PRISON! LOCK DOORS! HIDE!" The newsman screamed, then the TV flicked off for good. "BLASTED!" He muttered, scrambling around for his phone. It wasn't where he put it... right next to the paper. he stumbled around, his footsteps echoing on the wooden floor... then he heard more steps. Not his. He froze... the steps continued for a brief second, then it stopped ever so suddenly.
"Aw, you can't save your sweet daughter now."
"Who... Who... Who are you?"
"Don't you recognize my voice?"
"NO... You can't be."
"I am,"
"YOU AREN'T!" YOU AREN'T ME!"
"Yes, Yes I Am."
And everything went dark...
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WHATTAYA THINK OF MY SHORT STORY?
