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Alex's P.O.V
Walking back home had a creepy eerie silence that you only see just before someone gets killed in a horror movie. That could just be my paranoia, but I doubt it.
I never realized how scary the dark was before I walked home alone in it. The bush shadows became moving monsters waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. I could have sworn the wind was whistling creepy names, and every animal that went across my path made me jump back, clutching myself for dear life. Suddenly night was my least favorite part of the day.
Hugging myself and whispering calming statements helped, but I was still on edge. Think about something else. Um...Chinese food is good. Uhh. I looked up at the bright starry night, and smiled at the recent memory of laying under them with Alex. That was nice.
A howl throughout the neighborhood was sounded, making me scared of my surroundings once more. My feet picked up the pace as I raced my way home, not wanting to be in the dark anymore.
Finally after a couple minute of running, I made it home safely. My legs flew inside, and I quickly shut the door then leaned up against it, sliding to the ground with the door against my back. It was around 10:00, so everyone was either in their rooms or asleep. The house was dark, and silence rang through the halls.
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After Hours
Teen Fiction"Cool, lets go!" we jumped off his bed and ran towards his stairway, where he sat on his railing. "What are you doing?" I asked the crazy person. "Being cool," He jested just before he began to slide down his railing like a little kid. I just imagin...
