Run Home

From Create Your Own Story

Run away

You get scared by the footfalls which seem to get closer & closer toward you. You run the fastest you have ever ran & climbed the gate, quick with fear. You have always told the people who tell you not to go into the cemetery at night because of all the urban legends surrounding it, “Oh, please none of that is true.” Now, you may be starting to believe them. You run the rest of the way home & slam the door shut locking it, along with putting a chair in front of the door so that it blocks the door handle. Your roommate, lazily eating pizza while watching television, notices your expression and asks you, “Hey, is there something wrong?” you quickly lie knowing that your roommate would never let it go if you told them what you saw. Your roommate was one of the people who would go camping through that graveyard, actually hoping to see the thing that was following you. “I just saw, uh, some guy who was, uh, who looked like he was a mugger. Yeah.” As you babbled on about the “mugger”, who in hindsight could have been there, your roommate tired of the story and went to the kitchen to get you some pizza and soda. You sighed in relief, at least your home safe now.

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