I'd always run straight from where I am to my room and directly slam the door shut behind me without ever looking back ever since I was a kid for I have always had this weird gut feeling that I was being chased.
But today I looked back before closing the door and I saw it. A dark figure speeding at me so fast reaching for my door. I slammed the door before it could reach me. I panted then sighed with relief.
But thats when I my gut feeling arose again, I look down at the rug caught between the door and its door frame and looked up in horror as I stared at the gap of my door. My breath halted and I realized that panting wasn't me.
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