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The tic tac is gone, I can hear them, they scare me, I’m
just a young boy. What did I do to deserve that? I
maybe saw something I didn’t have to. Now I have
to fight, last night they touched me and It came
through the real world, they know that, they feel my
pain, they feel that I’m scared. And now they know,
they will not hold their hit. I have to move, I don’t
want to be an easy catch. I have to be brave, I am
alone and I have to be brave, me, an 8 years old boy.
I get out of my bed and try to go to my door. I open
it and go into my corridor, probably the scariest stage
of my escape plan. They don’t see me for now, but I
must be quiet. I see a shadow from the other side of
the corridor, it’s too dark to clearly recognize
somebody or something. In the dark I try to
understand what I have in front of me. It’s him, he is
turned, he can’t see me for now. I try to move back,
quietly. He is turning to face me, I have to move
faster, I have to get out of that house, my mom is safe
here they can’t touch her. Those monsters, those
shadows, since I’m in this house, they become realer
and realer, they want to hurt me. He sees me, I have
to run, I don’t have any time to lose. I start running
in my house, I feel he is following me, he is faster than
me. I have to get out. I have to jump through a

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