Hold your breath ’till it’s gone.

You know that feeling when your home alone and you hear the floor creak. How your heart feels like it’s going to beat out of your chest. How you sit, absolutely still, how you wait for another noise. How that noise never comes because you’re just being paranoid.
Imagine that noise comes again. You hear feet walking up the hall. Your door is closed so you hide as fast as you can. The door opens. You’re heart beats so loud. Surely you will be found. You hear a voice like sandpaper on rough wood,
“Come out… Come out… Wherever you are.” The voice is singsong and the pausing sounds like it’s teasing you. Foot steps. Your eye dart from side to side. There is no where to run. The voice again. “Found you.” The words are that are needed. Fear strikes your heart. You gasp. You can hear the smile on the things face. You have been found.


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