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I'm gonna die. I am going to die. I don't know what to do. I am going to die.
I sprint back to my room and quickly grab my phone off of my nightstand. I start to call my mom and dad, because they are out of town, but one one answers. i then try to call my aunt and uncle. Nothing.
"SQUEEEK!!!" I start to panic again. "I'm gonna die. I am going to die. I don't know what to do. I am going to die."
I try to turn on the lights, hoping that will keep me safe, but none of the lights would work.I grab my flashlight and scramble to the laundry room where we keep the breaker. All of the switches were on.
"What is going on right now?" I scream. "Why does this have to happen to me?!" "SQUAKK! SQUEEKK! SCREEECH!"
SQUAKK! SQUEEK! SCREECH!
What is going on right now! Why does this have to happen to me!
I'm pretty sure that I blacked out for a few minutes after that. Or, someone knocked me out . I began to think that it was just a dream. That I would wake up in a minute. There was no way that this could be real.
I wake up sweating
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