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I’ll Never Let Jeffrey Breath Again

I sat down watching tv. I didn’t watch the news very often, but I thought,maybe there might be news, so why not? As I watched, I heard a familiar name “Jeffrey Woods”. I looked up seeing a picture of him “Jeffrey Woods has gone missing” and I looked up, “Why the hell would he go missing?” I thought as I looked down, “That is weird, he was at the school a couple of days ago.”

I ignored it and turned off the news, I layed there on the couch closing my eyes going to sleep.

I dreamt of being alone in the middle of the forest. It was so dark and lonely or that was what I thought. I then saw a shadow and it started chasing me and I ran and ran, and the person grabbed me by the neck and stabbed me.

I then quickly woke up, and went to go get coffee. I walked into the kitchen, turning on the light. I sighed getting coffee. As I made my coffee, I heard what seemed to be tapping on the window.

I ignored it, thinking it was just a tree branch tapping on the window, it was windy after all.

Later on, I got in bed, falling asleep again, I then woke up to still hear tapping noises, “What the hell?” I thought getting up and walking to the kitchen.

There… there… was Jeffrey Woods knocking on the kitchen window with a cut smile on his face and pale white skin and black and white eyes… my heart sank.

As i screamed as loud as i could,i ran grabbing the phone and calling 911,i then heard the sound of glass shattering “f**k,f**k,f**k!!”

I ran upstairs, I then stepped in glass, I screamed in pain. There at the bottom of the stairs was Jeffrey. I limped away to my room slamming the door shut and locked it… there was a moment of silence… then… there was banging.

I screamed and cried, “Go away! Just stop and leave me the hell alone!”

I then heard police sirens and I sighed, “Thank god…” the banging stopped and I heard the footsteps and he seemed to had got out. They asked me questions and I refused to answer them.

I then went to the hospital where they got the glass out of my foot, and they said I was just dreaming.

Just dreaming?! Just dreaming?!

That was real!!

Oh well… Jeffrey can never mess with me again… that little b***h…

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