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I Had To Do It

Someone else is here with me, but he's already dead. I had no choice, I had to do it. I wanted it to end. He came through my window, very late at night. I woke up cause I could hear him, it gave me such a fright. I heard heavy footsteps dragging down the hall. I was frozen and I couldn't think' so I curled up in a ball. I closed my eyes and saw my life. I wouldn't let it end. I got up and shouted, "HELP"! and that's when he began. He started by coming close, eyes burning fire, red. I kicked him where it hurts the most, & ripped his eyes out of his head. Now I live here with his ghost he comes back to me again. I hear his footsteps and his voice I can't get rid of the dead.

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Date: 10/10/2015 7:01:00 PM
Very good write about some things haunt us for such a very long time. Well done
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