‘HE Is Coming’ Original Short Story
HE is Coming HE was coming and I knew HE would find me. I looked around the house frantically. Panicked, I rushed around looking, searching, back and forth looking for a place to hide. Time was running out. HE was coming and I knew HE would find me. I lived in the house, I had lived in it my whole life, but I did not know where to hide. I propelled myself silently and anxiously down the hallways, seeing and omitting every spot passed. HE was coming and I knew HE would find me. The cold sweat was starting as I went through each room. My first thought was under the bed, but I had seen enough movies to know that that was a ridiculous spot. Not only would HE see me, but could only see him coming from one direction…and HE could come from anywhere. “Not the bed,” I told myself. The voice I spoke to myself with in
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