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It was a strange chill that was always sinking down my spinal cord. I thought it was just my imagination. But I was soon to find out, it wasn't. I kept thinking to myself, What the hell is happening to me?!, each morning that damn rabbit was at the corner of my eye.
I soon started hearing whispers, and light tapping at my window. One monday afternoon, I rushed back to my home I grew up in, then asked my mother
I was relieved to see the stuffed rabbit at the the bottom placed snug, I soon put all of the other objects from the box I took out and placed them in the same position they were before. 1 week later I soon found out that my mother had died, the weapon was not identified to be a knife or blade, the then saw a cup of water beside her.
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The very next day, I started hearing more tapping at my window it was more agitating than ever before, I was still mourning the loss of my mother.
I soon felt like ending it. As I dragged a chair under my ceiling fan, soon I firmly tied a thick rope over one of the fins of the fan. I stepped on the wooden chair and wrapped the rope around my neck firmly, before I was about kick the chair, but then I thought for a moment and whispered to myself
It was dead silence for what seemed like eternity, but to kill the silence, the plush revealed a object that made my eyes widen, a long, sharp, knife. I soon felt a horrible pain in my left forearm, I was very hesitant to peek, but when I finally did, I screamed, no, I shrieked.
It was silent. I felt climb on my chest, it was going to stab my throat, I headbutted it, I saw it's body fly like a rag doll, it dropped it's knife on my chest, luckily it didn't stab me, with my right arm I tried to grab the knife, to no prevail I couldn't, but I grabbed it with my teeth and gently spat it at my right hand, and was barely able to lift the knife, I cut the straps, all four of them.
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