That guy. He was there. Smiling at those little kids. I didn't think he'd be so cruel as to murder all of them. But he did, he'd murder them and hid them under that nasty bed. Just by thinking of that made me feel like puking.
I tried my very best to hide the fears inside me, but I just could not stop shivering and quivering. He called for me. I looked away as if I didn't see him.
Yes, I was at his Art Class, waiting for my turn. This man, this cruel man, kills children and tear them to pieces. But people just don't know. They seem to forget everything after they'd sent their children to his class. What is wrong with this man?
At this moment, I ran for my life. I bump into people I don't know but I just kept on running. It felt like forever but finally, I was home. Home sweet home. It was the best feeling I've ever had in my whole 14 years of life.
Coming back home.
I ran upstairs to find my Mom sleeping. Just then, a tiger-like kind of animal banged into me. Hey, this little guy looks a lot like the Pink Panther. ( I know, wtfff ) He roared at me and I saw his fierce fangs shot towards me. Was he about to bite me?
I stretched out my arms and all the courage in me. I grabbed him by the neck and pulled him, crushing him into tiny bits. As far as I know, he felt like a balloon. I flushed him down the toilet. Phew, now that was a relief.
I was relaxed. But I just didn't know that the consequences were far more dangerous. That lunatic man chased me from the stairs. I blocked my room door with a chair that was not strong enough to hold on. That man was unexpectedly strong, the agony and flare in him cannot be extinguished. He pulled open the door and my mind went completely blank.
I tried my very best to hide the fears inside me, but I just could not stop shivering and quivering. He called for me. I looked away as if I didn't see him.
Yes, I was at his Art Class, waiting for my turn. This man, this cruel man, kills children and tear them to pieces. But people just don't know. They seem to forget everything after they'd sent their children to his class. What is wrong with this man?
At this moment, I ran for my life. I bump into people I don't know but I just kept on running. It felt like forever but finally, I was home. Home sweet home. It was the best feeling I've ever had in my whole 14 years of life.
Coming back home.
I ran upstairs to find my Mom sleeping. Just then, a tiger-like kind of animal banged into me. Hey, this little guy looks a lot like the Pink Panther. ( I know, wtfff ) He roared at me and I saw his fierce fangs shot towards me. Was he about to bite me?
I stretched out my arms and all the courage in me. I grabbed him by the neck and pulled him, crushing him into tiny bits. As far as I know, he felt like a balloon. I flushed him down the toilet. Phew, now that was a relief.
I was relaxed. But I just didn't know that the consequences were far more dangerous. That lunatic man chased me from the stairs. I blocked my room door with a chair that was not strong enough to hold on. That man was unexpectedly strong, the agony and flare in him cannot be extinguished. He pulled open the door and my mind went completely blank.
Right. End of the story. So whatcha think eh? ;D
FYI, I dreamt of this. Haha. Changed a bit `cause it's weird.
Especially the Pink Panther. Wtf right? But yeah, in the dream it was Pink Panther ;)
And nooo, this is SO NOT a Beautiful Nightmare. Dang, I've got no titles in my head.
This. Dream. Is. Freaking. Scary. Sial.
I didn't know how it ended. It was like.." don't come near me don't come near me " and WHAM!
I'm back in my lovely room ;)
Lame? Yeah.
xoxo-
JO-KER. FANG.
Oh Darling, I wish you were there :'(
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