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Submitted to Contest #261
The shadow loomed closer, jagged teeth protruding from its lips. Its face was nowhere to be seen; mist shrouding its beady bottomless eyes. I ran faster, not looking back down the empty hallway as the creature drew closer. With a snarl, its long claw grasped me. Its talons ripped into me-I shuddered, closing the tight bound book with a snap. Horror was not my theme.Familiar walls of solace wrapped around me with comfort, its sepia glow seeping into every crack and nook in the vast bookshelves. All around me, little slices of joy call my name...
ENTRY 1My mother is a corpse. Her lustreless eyes are fixed into the walls, unmoving. This morning I awoke to the sounds of muttering. Ever since the day of Peter's passing, the house is empty. Quiet. Any sounds that managed to perforate the thin walls of our cottage were jarring to my ears, even if it were the distant scuttle of mice within the walls. I crept out of bed and opened the hatch on the floor of the attic, where I slept, climbing downstairs to the place where Ma did chores. But instead, there she was, sitting on her knitting chai...
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