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Hi there
I am to all of about my :aim:. This is not Its actually a story.
You know being creative is a life of and , and but you gotta every battle.
So here I was with this major looing at when I sense something was not right. Besides me, there was someone else in the room. It was not despide the , nor the or because I dont have pets. Nor was because shes .
Was I in danger?
Was the near?
The lights went out, the only light remainging was my stranger as it could be, everything else was emerge into deep, deep... darkness... and I did forgot to the door.
I went to the hall, looked and to the could it be a or a with a to ? I was overreacting, to much imagination. I went further, with this kind of attitude, fearing nothing, armed with a where there was no time to nor for help. I was , and would not on my .
But I almost did. For suddently, the turn on even in the darkness, and then some f#(*# awsome music loud as hell made deaf to all presence. Where was the ? or the vicious ?
I was doomed.
I could be murdered in my no one would know.
But I wasnt I was rather awake an ready to actually I was so I could any bastard that would trie to rob me. Bring it on youll see...
There I was. Almost near the Kitchen. No one in the living room only the
There was someone or something in the kitchen. And appeard to be also. For me to leave the house I had to cross that exact room, and there was no way I could do it without being seen. I couldnt nor was I

I step back to think, and then was when the whatever it was it felt my presence and it was aware. It stopped eating.
I steped back again, and the thing gave a step towards me, its shadow was twisted.
I run in to my room, no window, no exit.
My was lightning the room and making strange and scarrier shadows that moved as my was ramdonly on my screen.
Was it better to and have a clean ?

The shadow was
I was hidding under my bed, , and my imagination running while, thinking of what would tell their students do in such a situation.

I almost when the monster reach my bed, his feet of fur, kind of beast, perhaps still
me
me
it was the record bumping, or the beast, I couldnt understand. The feet moved to my and it. The lights were gone, an maybe I had a chance to to the door, back to the livindroom, cross the Kitchen to the backyard.
It was a good and no time to waste. I had to run knowing I would be the next No time for I would so fast he wouldnt have the time to kiss my
Oh I ran. I ran like
If I survived this I would be super cool like 007, or a bad ass
I was with WORLD fear me for I am
I run as fast as I could, through living room where the still cried on the still waiting to be , blood all over the floor.
Oh the terror!
was I the only one ALIIIVE?

Then I Finally heard the beast .
- are you doing? I broken the lamp. theres no more cramberrie sauce because I cant see a damm thing, I spilt the last bottle. Now, just great!I my because you left something on my way, this stupid slippers of yours made me trip. And OH, why not. My favourite Cd is broken also, and you run outside on your underwear. Isnt that awsome... just.. another, f!@#7 day!


-honey is that you?


   ....

-I m sorry, I thought you were a
- really? not an or an ?
- You were lucky I was about to you.
- .... are you sure you me?
- of course I you  lets do like the
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OMG... This took me 2hours, I have a major

Ps: This is only a story, any facts may appear to be real is all fiction, I do not have a soulmate, and the probability of beeing abducted by its really hight against findind such thing as a soulmate!

MYAHAHAHHAHAHA   to conquer the world, and sylar-spock.