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distorted and whispered but you know exactly what it says clear as day..

 

 

It mimics her voice, causing you to lash out in anger; you swing the bat at the thing. *Crack* at first you smile thinking the crack was from its skull but then the tip of your bat falls away from the rest of it..Taking all hope of you surviving this with it. The thing smiles and grabs the bat handle from your hands, shock fills you ‘How is it so strong’ your say to yourself as it tosses away the broken weapon.

            Its eyes lock with yours; your own eyes…lock with yours… Every detail, every scar and everything about this monster looks identical to yours.

 

 

            You ask pleading to it as you drop to your knees. A wide smile spreads across its face,

 

 

            Its eyes change colors, to a light hazel brown…Just like your daughters. Almost before your eyes, the creature begins changing shape; it is now about 4 ft tall and has medium length black hair, the innocent hazel eyes and a pout smile. To your dismay, it moves closer and says

 

 

you back away baffled by the creature’s undeniable attention to detail, it’s almost like it really is your little girl.

 

 

you grab the near thing to you, a small metal candlestick and you swing it at the creature, connecting with its right temple. A large dent is formed but the creature still advances

 

 

Tears form in its eyes and blood drips from its nose,

the sadness in its voice, your daughter’s voice makes your heart shatter.

 

 

Pain cuts off your words as you feel blood fill your lungs. The creature’s claws protrude out of both sides of your body, front and back, blood seeps from the still plugged wounds. A small sense of betrayal fills your heart but then you remember… this is not your daughter, this is a monster…and it knows what you fear, it knows how you walk, how you talk, how you act… it know everything about you..But it also knows everything about everyone else too….it could be anyone one of us….maybe it’s your best friend ….maybe it’s your best friend or maybe…..maybe it’s me…