or was it my mother? i couldn't be so sure as it was very dark. i quietly crept to the nearest light switch, trying not to make a noise. i flipped the switch, and the figure i thought was my mother was actually... #zapfic
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I was thankful that there were no robbers here. I sat down next to my mother and told her about the thoughts I had been thinking a while ago. That I thought that a robber had come here and quickly took out the pistol.
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she sat, silent. totally unresponsive. staring at the tv, which was turned off. i tried to speak to her, but she seemed... absent. i put my hand on hers, and it was cold. i lifted my hand to her neck to check for a pulse... #zapfic
His pulse was so weak that I could barely feel it, then slowly he turned his head towards me and without blinking and in a barely audible voice he said.... #zapfic
...more light! More light please...I feel the cold and darkness around me...so please... more light! #zapfic
More light before I grow too scared of the dark cold, can you turn the light already? What could be taking so long? Oh my goodness! He screamed. #zapfic
At last, she got the light turned on and just realized that it was the voice of her brother trying to scare her that night...
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At last, she got the light turned on and just realized that it was the voice of her brother trying to scare her that night...
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But to her surprise, later she also realized that it was not the voice, but voices. So even though he figured out one voice was of her brother, she had to ascertain the other voice. A sense of fear is still creeping in.
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She fell to the side, then i saw the blood on her ribs.
I wanted to scream but I heard more noises. Someone was in the house, and there is no blood on the sofa, whoever it is brought her already dead #zapfic
Then what's happened there?