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(Created page with "It was a Saturday night and as per usual, my parents were out. They went out every Saturday night, which left me alone with my sister, Megan, and my dog, Dog. I looked at the clock, realizing it was about 7:50 and, as my stomach reminded me, I hadn't eaten today. "Megan! What's for dinner?!" I called down the hallway. I hear her footsteps walking up the stairs and before long she was at my door. "What do you want?" she asked. "Hmm...Chinese please!" I said excitedly...") |
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That's when the memory starts to get hazy. I remember my family's lifeless bodies and their eyeless sockets, the blood dripping from the deep knife wounds that scaled up and down their torsos. That's when I was greeted by, I still don't know what it was.
It had exactly the same bloody, ripped up features as my family, except that when it saw me, it smiled such a cruel, menacing smile that I knew immediately who was behind my
"I just want to make them like me. I want to make them ''all'' like me."
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