...I tried to open the door. But I could not. Somebody was holding it from the other side. That's for sure. Then I heard some strange noise. Scary noise. It touched me. Its hand was cold. It scared me. But I didn't scream. I couldn't. My mouth just wouldn't open.
I don't like it. It watches me. It tries to talk to me. I don't want to talk to it. I want to go home. Where is it? Where is my home? I don't know where I'm at. I'm scared. I go through those two minutes again and again. I go through them in my mind. I still remember it. I tried to open the door. But I could not. Somebody was holding it from the other side...
04/02/05 Adel, IA. ADM HS, period 4 (Data Pro I)
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Какая-то обреченность... как у стифена кинга.. ) Мне понравилось.. Опять же здесь больше образы.. "оно"
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Thank you!! That's exactly what I was trying to do, and now I know I made it =)) Actually I don't even know what it is about, I decided to let you find it out yourself =) See you soon,
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